Sit Down, I've Got the Dishes
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Piano Pop Ballad
An original example from a grown daughter to her mom at Christmas. Mom still mails real cards every year and tapes the ones she gets around the kitchen doorway until February. She burns the first pan of cinnamon rolls on Christmas morning and serves the second as if nothing happened, and when her daughter was nine she sewed an angel costume out of a bedsheet and gold garland the night before the church pageant. She still calls her kiddo. This year her daughter wants her to sit down while someone else does the dishes.
Slow piano ballad at 72 BPM; voice and piano first, with drums coming in at the second verse. Breathy female alto, close to the mic in the verses and belted in the final chorus. Felt piano, soft bass and an airy pad, ending on a ringing final chord.
“An original example of a Christmas piano ballad from a grown daughter, asking her mom to sit down this year while she does the dishes.”
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You still lick the stamps yourself Real cards, every single year Then tape the ones that find you Around the kitchen door They hang there into February Like you can't let it go
Nobody claps for the little things But Mom, I saw them all
Sit down, I've got the dishes You've carried this all on your own Put your feet up, let me finish Sit down, I've got the dishes
Christmas morning, cinnamon rolls The first pan's always black You smile and serve the second Like there's nothing to look back And when I was nine you sewed My angel out of a bedsheet Gold garland round the halo The night before the pageant
Nobody claps for the little things But Mom, I saw them all
Sit down, I've got the dishes You've carried this all on your own Put your feet up, let me finish Sit down, I've got the dishes
You still call me kiddo And I'll answer to it, too But this kiddo's grown enough To do this much for you
Sit down, I've got the dishes Every Christmas, you made it so This year it's my turn to carry Sit down, I've got the dishes
Sit down, Mom, I've got the dishes
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