The first time I ever heard the song was as his fingers strummed his guitar and he sang it quietly, almost to himself.
And no matter who is singing it or who covered it, those opening chords always take me back to a ward Christmas party where I was going to sing "Silent Night" as my dad accompanied me. We sat in one of those little rooms off the pulpit and as I'm sure I panicked in some form of stage fright, he sat there plucking gently at the strings and singing softly until I was ready to face the crowd.
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