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David Potts-Dupre: Music

Song for the Kids

(David Potts-Dupre)
David Potts-Dupre 1994

Now I've got you girls, you beautiful girls, two magical wonderful girls
So much like peas in a pod, yet still from different worlds
And I've marveled as I've watched you grow from babies to young women
And I hope that you appreciate the joy to me you've given

But the time has come to let you go to slip and stumble and fall
To see the world as it truly is to know it warts and all
I can't be there forever more to keep you from harm's way
But if you'll listen one more time I've one last thing to say

Trust who you are for who you are is deeper than the ocean
You can do most anything if you've only got the notion
Write a book or sing some songs or do some wondrous deed
Play some games, discover cures, always look out for those in need

You are the most amazing kids a dad has ever known
I'm more in awe of who you are as each new year you've grown
I know that you are bound to make a lasting mark upon this earth
And I know that those who share your lives will come to know your worth

And though the clouds will surely come and blot out all the sun
You have the strength to carry on your rainbow it will come
And when the sky is grey and dark with forboding clouds above
My greatest joy would be to feel you reach out for my love

For through it all, both good and bad, you should always know
My love for you it has no end no matter where you go
And if you're feeling lonely and overcome by fears
My arms are here to wrap you tight and I'll kiss away your tears
My arms are here to wrap you tight and I’ll kiss away your tears
I'll kiss away, I'll kiss away, I'll kiss away your tears

Song Notes

Song for the Kids

I wrote the words for this song over a decade ago, but I've played with the melody and chords ever since. The greatest story about this song involves my mother-in-law. For some strange reason, she thought an early version of this song about her grandkids was the greatest song ever written and, being from the South, she was convinced that Alabama would love to play the song. One day, she called and asked if I had a recording of the song. She said she was flying to Las Vegas the next day and she and my father-in-law were going to see Alabama and she wanted to give them my song. I recorded a truly crappy version of the song on a cassette tape and off she went. She trie to get in the stage door entrance to the casino, but the bodyguards wouldn't let her. So, she goes back to her hotel, puts on her fanciest outfit and jewels and marches into the Guest Services room of the casino. Using her most imperial voice and bearing, she insisted that she had a package that had to be delivered to Alabama. The casino tried to appease her and told her they would do their best to get it delivered, but she refused to leave until someone went up to the room, knocked on the door, handed the package over and came down and told her it was done. They did it and the rest is history. Wellll, I may never have heard from Alabama, but I did learn that if I ever need an agent, I need look no further than Kippy Potts.