Fifty years of sisterhood. One song about her warmth.

Verse 1

We fought like cats under one small roofSlammed doors, sharp words, we had all the proofThat sisters can be storms before the sunBut the day I turned twenty, the fighting was done

Verse 2

Now you're the one I call at half past nineBest friend I found on the other side of that lineYou kept every photo, every birthday cardMum's old recipes, you saved every part

Chorus

Dawn, you're the keeper of all we loveEvery memory folded like a photographYou hold the family in your two handsFifty years warm as the woman you are

Verse 3

Your book club meets and nobody's read a pageJust wine and laughter at the kitchen stageYou'll say "we'll finish the book next time"Same joke, same wine, same good old lie

Chorus

Dawn, you're the keeper of all we loveEvery memory folded like a photographYou hold the family in your two handsFifty years warm as the woman you are

Bridge

From cats and claws to calling you firstFor every high, every low, every worstYou turned the fighting into something trueThere's no one I'd rather grow older with than you

Final Chorus

Dawn, here's to the keeper of all we loveEvery photograph, every birthday, every laughPour the wine, forget the book againFifty years warm, here's to fifty more, my friend