Song | Five Fingers |
Artist | Charlie Landsborough |
Album | The Storyteller |
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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 |