Rory Feek – “Teaching Me How to Love You”

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A Tender Reflection on Love’s Lessons: Rory Feek’s “Teaching Me How To Love You”

Rory Feek’s “Teaching Me How To Love You” is a poignant ballad that resonates with a depth and sincerity often missing in contemporary music. Released in 2018 as part of The Singer and the Song: The Best of Joey+Rory, this track offers a tender reflection on the journey of love, loss, and the lessons learned along the way.

Feek, known for his heartfelt songwriting and authentic storytelling, particularly with his late wife Joey as the country duo Joey+Rory, crafts a narrative that spans decades. The song unfolds like a series of vignettes, each representing a different stage in the narrator’s life and the women who, consciously or not, shaped his understanding of love.

From innocent childhood crushes to the bittersweet pangs of young love and the deeper complexities of adult relationships, “Teaching Me How To Love You” explores the evolution of the human heart. Feek’s lyrics are infused with a gentle nostalgia, recalling specific moments and characters with a vividness that draws the listener into his personal journey.

The song’s power lies in its simplicity and honesty. There’s no pretense or artifice here, just a man looking back on his life and acknowledging the impact that various women have had on his capacity to love. He recognizes that every encounter, every heartbreak, and every shared joy has contributed to his growth and understanding.

Feek’s vocals, weathered by time and experience, deliver the lyrics with a sincerity that is both touching and relatable. There’s a quiet strength in his voice, a sense of acceptance and gratitude for the lessons learned, even the painful ones.

Musically, “Teaching Me How To Love You” is understated and elegant. The acoustic guitar provides a gentle backdrop for Feek’s vocals, allowing the lyrics and melody to take center stage. The subtle use of strings and piano adds a touch of melancholy, enhancing the song’s emotional depth.

This is not a song about fleeting romance or passionate infatuation. It’s a mature reflection on the enduring nature of love and its ability to shape us throughout our lives. It’s a song that invites listeners to contemplate their own journeys, to acknowledge the individuals who have influenced their understanding of love, and to appreciate the lessons learned along the way.

For those who appreciate music that speaks to the heart and soul, “Teaching Me How To Love You” is a treasure. It’s a testament to Rory Feek’s songwriting artistry and his ability to capture the essence of human experience with honesty, grace, and a touch of bittersweet nostalgia.

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Her name was Sarah Jean
It was a night like this
In front of the dairy queen
Well, she gave me my first kiss
I was just ten years old
So I never knew
She was teaching me how to love you
After the highschool dance
In my old man′s car
Holding Carol and
I tried to go too far
But she said no
I didn’t have a clue
She was teaching me how to love you
Every hand we hold
Every bridge we burn
Every story told
Is another lesson learned
A few years ago
I met Jill one night
And then I loved her so
But I didn′t treat her right
But she left me there
With my heart broken in two
She was teaching me how to love you
Every hand we hold
Every bridge we burn
Every single story told
Is another lesson learned
So if I should glance
In your rearview mirror
At every failed romance
That brought you here
Honey, I can’t be hurt
By what I see
They were teaching you how to love me
They were teaching you how to love me
Writer(s): Rory Lee Feek, Martin Dodson

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