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A gift 'round every corner
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A song about a bond between a son, a father and a grandfather because of a loss of a pet.
I write all kinds of music from gospel to country, comedy to childrens songs as well as instrumentals. I play guitar (acoustic and lead) and sing with a count
I was born in the mid 1950's, and began playing guitar when I was 14 years old. I have played with many of the early (70's & 80's)country singers. I wrote my first song when I was 15 and now have over 120, from gospel to country. I love the challenge of writing a song that people can relate to, yet to say it in a brand new way. I play with a local group called Common Bond and jam whenever I can find some others pickers.
Song Info
Genre
Country • Christian Country
Charts
Peak #150
Peak in subgenre #26
Author
Doug York
Rights
2004
Uploaded
November 14, 2005
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MP3
MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:27
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A gift 'round every corner We put him in a shoe-box, then dug a hole in our back yard, Losing that little dog that day sure hit this youngster hard. My whole family gathered 'round the grave shedding shameless tears, The lesson that I learned back then I've carried all these years. Chorus My daddy put his arms around me and said don't forget this day, You need to cherish every gift you get the good Lord sends your way. It takes losing something special to see how precious life can be, You'll find a gift 'round every corner if you're not too blind to see. 2. It was just a few years later when my Grandma passed away, It nearly broke my heart to see Grandpa in so much pain that day. He had lost the one he'd loved, all those years they shared their lives, Yet he felt the need to comfort me, he held me as we cried. Chorus My grandpa put his arms around me and said don't forget this day, You need to cherish every gift you get the good Lord sends your way. It takes losing someone special to see how precious life can be, You'll find a gift 'round every corner, if you're not too blind to see. Bridge I gather 'round the kitchen table with my children and my wife, To break the news I'd heard this mornin', our neighbors son had lost his life. He was like one of the family, yet the war took him far from home, Again I feel the urge to repeat the words I'd heard so long ago. Chorus I put my arms around my children and said don't forget this day, You need to cherish every gift you get the good Lord sends your way. It takes losing someone special to see how precious life can be, You'll find a gift 'round every corner, if you're not too blind to see. (c)2004 Doug York BMI
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