Singer/Songwriter - Rachel Sedacca: Music Clips

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Written for my Daddy Gene as a Father's Day gift in 1999. I lived in an old converted mule barn at the time with my "only son" a hound dog named "Buddy Blue".

Daddy's been a sailor all his life.
Had a big dog, had some kids and a wife.
But you know things don't always go the way we plan,
Now he's living at our house and he's Momma's biggest fan.

Even though we come from a different family tree,
Eight years under the bridge Daddy, it's your destiny.
Sometimes I think I's born the wrong place & time,
If that were true Daddy, you wouldn't have been mine.

My Daddy's Hands,
Give me shelter from the storm,
My Daddy's Hands,
Always ready to give more,
My Daddy's Hands,
Pick me up when I'm feelin low,
My Daddy's Hands,
Await to rock my baby slow.

You give me support and inspiration I needed,
Now my laundrys been wazhed Daddy, my garden's been weeded.
Buildin' my nest where I raise my only son,
Down on Sisar Creek under the Ojai Valley Sun.

My Daddy's Hands,
Give me shelter from the storm,
My Daddy's Hands,
Always ready to give more,
My Daddy's Hands,
Pick me up when I'm feelin low,
My Daddy's Hands,
Await to rock my baby slow.