Imagine sitting on a cozy couch with a warm cup of cocoa, listening to the gentle strumming of a  guitar in the background. That’s exactly the kind of vibe “Papa What If” brings to you. This song is a heartwarming duet between Rory Feek and his daughter, and it’s like a beautifully wrapped gift of innocence and curiosity from a child to her father.

Picture this: a little girl with wide eyes full of wonder, asking her dad those big “what if” questions that only a child can think of. Questions that leapfrog from one idea to another, from the whimsical to the profound, like “What if the sun stopped shining?” or “What if the fish stopped swimming?” It’s as if she’s trying to peek into the corners of the universe, and her dad is right there with her, gently guiding her through the mysteries of life with patience and love.

What makes this song so special is the genuine bond you can hear between Rory and his daughter. It’s not just a performance; it’s a conversation, a moment captured in time. Their voices blend together in a way that feels effortless and real, like listening to the best kind of bedtime story. You can almost see them smiling at each other as they sing, sharing a moment that’s as much about the connection as it is about the music.

“Papa What If” also serves as a reminder of those precious moments we sometimes take for granted. It’s about the simple yet profound conversations that shape our childhood and remind us of the beauty in asking questions and seeking answers, no matter how big or small.

If the sun stops shining, you’d be so surprised.

You’d stare up at the heavens with wide open eyes when would carry your light to the skies and the sun would start shining again.

The wind stopped blowing.

What what happened?

The wind stopped blowing.

Then the land would be dry and your boat couldn’t sail, hon, and your kite couldn’t fly.

The grass would see your troubles and she till the wind and the no start blowing again.

What what happened then?

The grass stopped growing, probably cry, and the ground would be watered from the tears in your eyes and, like your love for me, that grass would grow so high.

Yeah, the grass would start growing again, but Papa was High Supple Avenue.

What would happen then?

Stop loving me.

The grass would stop growing, the sun would stop shining and the wind would stop blowing.

So you see, Hun, if you want to keep this old world of going, you better start loving me again again.

It better start loving me again.

You love me, better.

Start loving me again again.

You better start loving me again again.

You better start loving me.

I love you, Papa.