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Fancy & Free, Round About Three

I was fancy and free, Around about three, On my daddy's knee, Just him and me. Little hands in his shirt, World felt safe, no hurt, Giggles bubbling up like a stream, Living inside the best kind of dream. Oh, take me back, take me back, To that warm father's lap, Where the biggest worry I had Was whether to nap. Saw an apple in daddy's eye, sweet as momma's apple pie. Stories soft in the air, His voice everywhere, Rocking gentle and slow, Time moved lazy, you know. Tiny toes in the light, Everything perfectly right, I was fancy and free, Daddy's world — that was me. Now the years keep on rolling, Hair turning gray and graying, But I still feel that same little spark, When I think of those evenings in my heart. Every laugh, every sigh, Every “one more time, Daddy, try,” Echoes quiet through the days, In my heart, that three-year-old stays. Then came those momma moments sweet, Her arms open wide to meet, Soft whispers, gentle touch so kind, Love like sunlight on my mind. She’d sing a quiet lullaby low, Rock me when the day was slow, Two hearts beating side by side, Momma and me, my safest hide. Oh, take me back, take me back, To that warm momma's lap, Where the biggest worry I had Was whether to nap… Or beg for one more story, please, While I’m fancy and three. Daddy’s knee and Momma’s embrace, Together they filled that space, Family woven, strong and true, Every memory leads back to you two. Fancy and free… Around about three… On Daddys knee, in Momma’s arms… Forever, you see. Fancy and free… Around about three… Still safe on his knee… in Momma’s arms… Forever, you see.