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Still Your Kiddo

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Folk Americana Ballad sample

Still Your Kiddo

Folk Americana Ballad

An original example from Grandpa Earl's grandkids. Every December he gets out the bubble lights he bought in 1971 and tests every bulb before one goes on the tree, and nobody is allowed to help. He drives the old green pickup to the same tree farm, pours cocoa on the tailgate, and builds a wooden toy in his garage for every new baby, initials burned into the bottom. On Christmas Eve he reads the same storybook with a different voice for every reindeer, and he still calls every grandkid kiddo.

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The sound of this song

Warm folk Americana ballad with fingerpicked acoustic guitar and a gentle, steady pulse. Heartfelt male lead vocal, close and conversational, with harmonies on the chorus. Pedal steel, upright bass and soft piano, ending on a clean band ending.

“An original example of a folk Christmas ballad from his grandkids to Grandpa Earl, who still tests every bubble light by hand.”

Sound

What to listen for

  • Warm folk Americana ballad with fingerpicked acoustic guitar and a gentle, steady pulse.
  • Heartfelt male lead vocal, close and conversational, with harmonies on the chorus.
  • Pedal steel, upright bass and soft piano, ending on a clean band ending.

Lyrics

Lyrics from Still Your Kiddo

Bubble lights from nineteen seventy-one Come out every December You test each bulb on the kitchen table One by one, like you remember Don't you dare reach in to help You've got a system, Grandpa, and it works

Still your kiddo However tall we grow Every one of us, all grown up Still your kiddo

The old green pickup knows the way To the same tree farm each year We get to pick, but you do the cutting That's how it's always done out here Then your thermos makes the rounds Cocoa passed along the tailgate

Still your kiddo However tall we grow Every one of us, all grown up Still your kiddo

You built a toy for every baby Eleven in that garage Burned our initials in the bottom And not a single one got lost Now you're out there with a little train For Kelsey's newborn, number twelve

Still your kiddo However tall we grow Every one of us, all grown up Still your kiddo

Christmas Eve, that same worn book A different voice for every reindeer Tonight the voices all are ours

Still your kiddo However tall we grow It's our turn now, Grandpa Earl Still your kiddo

Still your kiddo

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