I have nine daughters. The oldest four of them are married, but through unfortunate circumstances I played a very small part in the first three of them. When my fourth, Olivia was set to get married, we had discussed if and what song we would play for a Daddy/Daughter dance. There were some really good and well known songs available, but they were all falling short for me. I wanted something that was very special for us, so I set about writing it myself.
I was forced to take piano lessons when I was kid, but rebelled against it, and never really learned. But, I whistle. Alot. And, I create tunes to help me memorize scripture, as well as parodies of popular music. I got to the task of writing a song for us while being a truck driver as my day job. I whistled and sang out the lyrics, and attempted to write out the melody notes. With a rough version of notes and singing, I hired out a composer, Luca Giachi, who did a wonderful job.
During the wedding reception I wanted the song to be played over the speakers just like all the other musc, so the piano teacher of the groom, Nancy Brown, offered to record the composition, which I recorded singing with, and the plan was ready for production. I talked with the groom, Luke, and without any explaination told him that at some point in the song he would be prompted, by a faithful accomplice, to come and tap me out, and finish the last few moments of the song. The effect was stunning.
Afterwards, I took the video that someone recorded of the dance, began it with a photo of Olivia and me dancing when she was the little girl, and interspersed it with photos of the two of us through the years. Here is the finished version.