Today’s post was written by Paul.
Steve and Pap
Happy Father’s Day! This is a song that I wrote when I was around 17 years old. It’s still a work in progress 🙂 If you’re familiar with the blog or our YouTube channel, it isn’t hard to figure out what inspired the song. I hope you enjoy it. More importantly, I hope that everyone can experience a wonderful father-son relationship like I had along with my brother and a father-daughter relationship like my sister had.
“My Daddy’s Ole Guitar” written by Paul Wilson
Forever in my memory two friends that I remember my dear sweet Daddy and his ole guitar I love to sit and listen as the sunlight softly glisten on the strings that made the sounds that I heard
I love so well the stories he’d tell whether night or day for me he would play I could go anywhere there was no limit to how far When I heard my Daddy’s ole guitar
I vividly remember his voice so high and tender deep tones from that ole Gibson Dove My ears could not believe what they did receive it seemed to be from heaven above.
Oh I love so well all the stories he’d tell whether night or day for me he would play I could go anywhere with no limit to how far When I heard my Daddy’s ole guitar
My heart oft recalls how I loved it most of all to listen to those deep melodies And tenor voice singing and that guitar sweetly ringing could bring such joy and peace to me
Oh I love so well the stories he’d tell whether night or day for me he would play I could go anywhere with no limit to how far When I heard my Daddy’s ole guitar
When I heard Daddy’s ole guitar
I hope you enjoyed Paul’s song. I wish every father who reads the Blind Pig a very Happy Father’s day!!
Tipper
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Just saw this! The guitar in the top photo appears to be a Yamaha FG 300. I bought mine when I was 18, the first thing I ever got on the installment plan. Great memories! https://survivalcommonsense.com/life-changing-guitar/
Beautiful song ….
My father had a five string banjo and he loved to tune it. He could only play one song {I don’t remember what it was} but it was always the same tune. He got more enjoyment from tuning it. I can still hear the twang and twing in my head. Miss it and him greatly.
Sometimes I don’t have time to listen when the BlindpigandAcorn shows up but I try to get back when I can. It is Monday morning and I just listened to the song. I loved Pap’s tenor voice but Paul’s voice is superb. I loved the song even though it does bring a tear to the eye. Hope you all had a great Father’s Day!
What a special song and video, I enjoyed that so much. Thank you for all the sharing it on this very special day.
Lovely song. I miss my daddy too.
fathes day is in september here in new zealand but happy fathers day to everyone over ther e
Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads. Beautiful song.
Tipper,
Happy Father’s Day to all. That’s one of the very Best Paul has ever sung, Pap and Paul sung together for so many years, it’s got to be hard on Paul. Pap never talked much around me, but he had this Way about him, and when he did talk, you listened and understood.
Chitter and Chatter are so fortunate to have their Mother and Uncle playing with them. …Ken
Thanks for the Father’s Day wishes and the beautiful song, Paul. I enjoyed it. I once knew a feller who, when picking at the end of a particularly sad or meaningful song, would bring his guitar to the forefront and cover his face…to hide a little tear.
What a beautiful, moving song! I know how much you must miss Pap and the sounds of him playing that ole guitar. So thankful you all were able to play music together and record so much of it here for the world to hear and be blessed. It is especially hard, and we miss them more on Father’s Day and other special occasions, it seems. May the Lord bless you with a Happy Father’s Day, and just think, one day we will all be reunited in Heaven and our Heavenly Father will be there, too! Thank you so much for sharing your amazing talents and for being such a blessing to us, Paul!
It is great to have Paul doing more posts, and his singing and playing are – of course – always top notch.
Daddy didn’t play any sort of musical instrument, and he wouldn’t sing when anyone else was around. But in his later years, after I cleaned up the breakfast dishes and left the kitchen, he’d sit and finish off his coffee and look out the window. When he thought I was out of hearing, I’d sometimes hear him softly singing or whistling songs like “Life’s Railway to Heaven” or “Come, Thou Fount.”
They don’t make them like they used to.
I have discovered Pressley Manor!
Nice song, Paul, and a beautiful tribute to Pap! Happy Fathers Day to all our fathers!
PRO10:07 The memory of the just is blessed:
Paul just proved it – again. And each of you three do, as well as the BP&A readers with their fond memories.
Have a blessed Daddie’s Day, in deed if possible, in memory if not.
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads!
Happy father’s day from our family to yours. Great post. Thanks , Larry
Very nice, kinda puts a lump in your throat, and tear in your eye. Happy Fathers Day to everyone.