| Song | Five Fingers |
| Artist | Charlie Landsborough |
| Album | The Storyteller |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Long ago my father placed his hand upon my head | |
| As he laid each finger down he | |
| Smiled at me and said | |
| Some day son when you’re a man you will understand | |
| You’ll only count your true friends on the fingers of one hand | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| If your dreams should crumble inside your wounded heart | |
| Reflect upon the speed at which fair weather friends depart | |
| Then warm yourself of fond memories of the chosen few | |
| The best who wanted nothing but the very best for you | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| My father said the golden patches of your life will bring | |
| And butterflies leaves you for awhile to warm their wings | |
| And Fly away when rain clouds start to gather in your sky | |
| And Leave behind the faithful who will love you till they die | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| And you are one |
| Long ago my father placed his hand upon my head | |
| As he laid each finger down he | |
| Smiled at me and said | |
| Some day son when you' re a man you will understand | |
| You' ll only count your true friends on the fingers of one hand | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| If your dreams should crumble inside your wounded heart | |
| Reflect upon the speed at which fair weather friends depart | |
| Then warm yourself of fond memories of the chosen few | |
| The best who wanted nothing but the very best for you | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| My father said the golden patches of your life will bring | |
| And butterflies leaves you for awhile to warm their wings | |
| And Fly away when rain clouds start to gather in your sky | |
| And Leave behind the faithful who will love you till they die | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| And you are one |
| Long ago my father placed his hand upon my head | |
| As he laid each finger down he | |
| Smiled at me and said | |
| Some day son when you' re a man you will understand | |
| You' ll only count your true friends on the fingers of one hand | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| If your dreams should crumble inside your wounded heart | |
| Reflect upon the speed at which fair weather friends depart | |
| Then warm yourself of fond memories of the chosen few | |
| The best who wanted nothing but the very best for you | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| My father said the golden patches of your life will bring | |
| And butterflies leaves you for awhile to warm their wings | |
| And Fly away when rain clouds start to gather in your sky | |
| And Leave behind the faithful who will love you till they die | |
| Five fingers you can count upon | |
| Five fingers and you are one | |
| And you are one |