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It kinda depends on how I think of what a favorite song is.
The earliest possible song was "we will rock you", but that was before I can remember. It was what my mom used as a bedtime song. No bullshit, she'd put the 45 on, and just keep replaying it by resetting the needle until I dropped off. No matter how fussy I was, that worked.
And I've always loved that song. As I got older, she'd also play are are the champions after, but again, that was before I can remember. But it was a song I'd beg her to play frequently, and I do have memories of that from before kindergarten.
But is that really a favorite? It isn't a song I heard and chose, it doesn't really count as my favorite any more than a lullaby would.
The first song I can remember latching onto because I just really loved it was Mountain Music, by Alabama. That album was the second one that was officially mine. I bought a Joan Jett album with my own money as my first album, and my dad got me the Mountain Music album the same day as a reward for something or other (he and I have different memories of what that was lol).
So, it would probably be Mountain Music, though it is really hard to pick through memory and be certain it as the first. Damn near fifty years old, so the first five or six years get hazy, and I had a head injury when I was about 12 that kinda fucked things up.
It might have been the Joan Jett song "I hate myself for loving you", or maybe something off of the album I bought, "glorious results of a misspent youth". Could have been one of her previous songs, with I love rock n roll or "do ya wanna touch" being the likely contenders there.
But I remember how much I loved the specific song Mountain Music clearly, so that's what I have come to think of as my first favorite.
If you use other standards, it might be later songs, but it is what it is lol.