^^^
I envy you both a bit. I did not grow up with any music, not even in the car on long drives (e.g., down South to the beach.) When I was visiting my dad in June he told me, "Oh, you got your love of music from me," and my gut reaction was "Excuse me?? I had no idea you liked music," and so on and so forth. Yet we sat there for awhile with our phones, saying "But have you heard this one?" And lo and behold, he does indeed know a lot of music, and we both shared many great songs from a variety of styles. Who knew? The fact that music was never played when I was growing up, though (except at Christmas and St. Patrick's Day), makes me question his true devotion. I don't think I could go a day without it.
And I'm still trying to think of a song I'd pick. . .