Saddle Storms - Steady From the Start

STEADY FROM THE START | Saddle Storms | Storm Raised Album

The gold cushion chair. The soap operas. The parakeet who never turned down a Budweiser. Daddy Jack was steady then. Daddy Jack is steady still.

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He had an old kitchen chair with a gold cushion seat, soap operas that were sacred, and a parakeet who never turned down a little Budweiser — and nobody sat in Daddy Jack's rocking chair when Daddy Jack was home. Steady From the Start is a warm, nostalgic tribute to the grandfather who made the old white house on the hill the safest place she's ever known — steady as the garden rows, steady as the pansies by the clothesline post, steady as the Wyoming sky. She was his pug. He was hers. And in her heart, he's steady still. - Original by Saddle Storms

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1] He had an old kitchen chair with a gold cushion seat Sitting square in the middle of everything he grew Beer in hand by one o'clock the soap operas were sacred But nothing in this world meant more to him than you

[Verse 2] He had a rocking chair of leather wood and deer skin Nobody sat in it when Daddy Jack was home And if you made a face that wasn't worth the making You stood before the mirror til you saw what others known

[Chorus] He was steady as the garden rows Steady as the Wyoming sky Steady as the pansies by the clothesline post Steady as the love he never had to justify I was his pug and he was mine In that old white house on the hill Daddy Jack was steady then And in my heart he's steady still

[Verse 3] When the sun dropped low he'd tip a little Budweiser For that parakeet who never turned it down Then he'd head downstairs to where the Wyoming stones Turned into the finest jewelry in town

[Chorus] He was steady as the garden rows Steady as the Wyoming sky Steady as the pansies by the clothesline post Steady as the love he never had to justify I was his pug and he was mine In that old white house on the hill Daddy Jack was steady then And in my heart he's steady still

[Bridge] You were my rock, my shelter from the storms My idol with the worn and calloused hands You held this little girl's heart so gentle and so kind The safest place I've ever known was where you'd stand

[Final Chorus] He was steady as the garden rows Steady as the Wyoming sky Steady as the pansies by the clothesline post Steady as the love he never had to justify I was his pug and he was mine In that old white house on the hill Daddy Jack was steady then Daddy Jack you're steady still

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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