Proud Father Of My Blossoms

[Verse 1]
Tiny boots by the back door
Crayons on the kitchen floor
Hair bows on the old porch swing
Whole world in these three rings
Lily with her Sunday dress
Daisy with the painted desk
Rose and all her storybooks
They got me with one little look
[Chorus]
I’m a proud father of my blossoms
Lily, Daisy, Rose in my arms
Every laugh, every tear, I got ’em
Safe and small here on this farm
When I tuck them in each evening
Thank the Lord for what I’m holdin’ close
Yeah I’m a proud father of my blossoms
Lily, Daisy, Rose
[Verse 2]
Mud pie tea set in the yard
Training wheels in the gravel hard
Handprints on my workbench wood
They grow fast, I wish they never would
Lily hums that bedtime tune
Daisy chases fireflies by the moon
Rose says, “Daddy, stay a while”
Whole day saved by one small smile
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
One day they’ll drive down this long dirt road
Backpacks, dreams, and a heart I know
But right now they’re seedlings in my hands
Reachin’ up, and I’m that man
[soft harmony] Their first home, their steady oak stand
[Chorus]

country, Warm midtempo country ballad with male vocals, gentle acoustic strums and brushed snare. Fiddle and pedal steel add soft swells in the chorus; verses stay intimate with close-mic vocal, light piano fills. Big, hug-like chorus with stacked harmonies on the title line, then a softer breakdown bridge before one last singalong hook.