Saddle Storms - My Safe Place to Rest

MY SAFE PLACE TO REST | Saddle Storms | Storm Raised Album

Solitaire for two. Strawberry preserves. Skinamarinkadink at bedtime. She was safe like nothing else in this world.

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Solitaire for two on a sunny afternoon, a candy jar that played music, strawberry preserves put careful away in September, and skinamarinkadink sung at bedtime until the angels came. My Safe Place to Rest is a warm, bittersweet tribute to the grandmother who made the chaos come undone — the most alive woman who ever held that space in Sheridan's little white house with pillar posts. She still drives there just to park outside. Even if the people living there don't feel the love, she still does. - Original by Saddle Storms.

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1] She'd deal the cards out on the kitchen table Solitaire for two on a sunny afternoon No place in this world she'd rather be than right there Just Nannan and her girl in that little corner room She had a candy jar that played a little music We got real good at stopping it before it rang And if you cussed you got the green soap treatment But Lord that woman had a way of making everything okay

[Verse 2] She'd take me to the strawberry patch each morning Only pick the ripe ones baby that's the way And come September when the jars lined up like soldiers I'd taste the summer she had put so careful away When the world outside got loud and cold and frightening Mama gathered up her babies and we'd run To that old white house with pillar posts in Sheridan Where Nannan made the chaos come undone

[Chorus] She was safe like sheets hung out on summer clotheslines Safe like chocolate cream pie on your birthday every year Safe like skinamarinkadink at bedtime Safe like knowing someone who loved you was near She blessed everyone by name before the amen Tucked us in and sang until the angels came I still drive to Sheridan just to park outside that old house Wondering if those walls remember her name

[Verse 3] She loved dragging main on Friday evenings Windows down and waving at the town One night some kid leaned out and flipped his finger She hollered back and never backed down Thirty years ago it could have been fun honey She laughed until the tears ran down her face That was Nannan — sass and grace and strawberry preserves The most alive woman who ever held this space

[Bridge] I've never found those strawberries since she left me Never found that smell of sheets hung in the wind Never found a candy jar worth sneaking into Never found my way back to that safe place again But I still park outside that old white house in Sheridan And watch the people living there and wonder if they know That love this real this warm this full this steady Doesn't leave just because the people go

[Final Chorus] She was safe like sheets hung out on summer clotheslines Safe like chocolate cream pie on your birthday every year Safe like skinamarinkadink at bedtime Safe like knowing someone who loved you was near She blessed everyone by name before the amen Tucked us in and sang until the angels came I still drive to Sheridan just to park outside that old house Even if they don't feel their love I still do

Written by Saddle Storms: https://SaddleStorms.com

About Saddle Storms: Wyoming-born outlaw country, western storytelling, rodeo soul, heartbreak ballads, and Code of the West honesty from six generations of ranch life.

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