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Thank You, Dad — From Your Youngest Daughter 2 by Emily

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Thank You, Dad — From Your Youngest Daughter 2 by Emily - County And Pop Song,Female Vocals music cover art

Thank You, Dad — From Your Youngest Daughter 2

County And Pop Song,Female Vocals

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[Intro]
Porch light on, the screen door sings, the pickup hums a memory,
Mason jar on the table, your shadow framed in Sunday company.
[Verse 1]
From the moment you named me Emily, your voice cut through the night,
You watched me crawl on kitchen tiles, then take my first unsure flight.
You fixed my bike with patient hands, you drove me to every game,
Sat through late-night talks and tears, called out my name like it was flame.
[Pre-Chorus]
Not every day was ribboned gold, not every promise neat and planned,
But you stood on the front steps, camera ready, proud and a little unplanned.
[Chorus]
Thank you, Dad — you made me brave,
From baby girl to woman made.
You drove me there, you held my hand,
Thank you, Dad — you helped me stand.
[Verse 2]
Remember schoolyard mornings, backpack swinging, porch light goodbye?
You waved that pickup down the road, told me reach and never hide.
You patched my heart and mended jeans, cheered loud at every small parade,
You taught me how to find my voice through every mess I made.
[Pre-Chorus]
You sat through recitals, folded chairs, learned every teacher's name,
You kept my art in mason jars, saved notes that smelled like summer rain.
[Chorus]
Thank you, Dad — you made me brave,
From baby girl to woman made.
You drove me there, you held my hand,
Thank you, Dad — you helped me stand.
[Bridge]
My first words tumbled out on your knee — "Mama," then "Dada" and "Emily,"
You laughed until you cried, and the porch light blinked a witness to me.
Caps in the air, that ceremony sun, I saw you on the front row glow,
You stood a little taller, diploma in my hand, camera shaking slow.
This is for the nights you stayed awake, the rides that steadied every fall,
For every small, persistent faith that taught me how to stand up tall.
[Chorus — Big]
Thank you, Dad — you made me brave,
From baby girl to woman made.
You drove me there, you held my hand,
Thank you, Dad — you helped me stand.
[Outro]
So here's my song, my quiet gift, from your youngest daughter, your baby girl,
You shaped the woman I am now — my compass, my most honest world.
Thank you, Dad — for porch lights, pickup rides, and every steady plan,
From your baby girl, forever yours — thank you for making me who I am.