The Body Keeps the Recipe
Fingerpicked steel-string guitar and one answering fiddle, intimate low-volume close-mic production with audible room breath and natural age, slow 58 BPM pulse, old man's register with tremulous held notes, shortened phrases, slightly under-pitched entrances settling into tune, worn-thin upper tone, tender English delivery, unresolved phrase endings
V6
[Verse 1] I still know how to run I just do not do it now the knowing did not leave me when the doing took a bow [Chorus] It is all still in here the turning and the speed the body keeps the recipe long past the need [Verse 2] My grandson asks me, show him I tell him, watch my hands the hands can still explain it better than the man [Chorus] It is all still in here the turning and the speed the body keeps the recipe long past the need
