Lyrics: Retired American singer and songwriter Gretchen Peters. Vocals: Powerful voice of American country/pop singer and songwriter Martina Mariea McBride.
Independence Day.
Well, she seemed all right by dawn’s early light, Though she looked a little worried and weak. She tried to pretend he wasn’t drinkin’ again, But daddy left the proof on her cheek, I was only eight years old that summer, And I always seemed to be in the way, So I took myself down to the fair in town, On Independence Day. Well, word gets around in a small, small town, They said he was a dangerous man, But mama was proud and she stood her ground, She knew she was on the losin’ end. Some folks whispered, some folks talked, But everybody looked the other way, And when time ran out there was no one about, On Independence Day. Let freedom ring, let the white dove sing, Let the whole world know that today, Is a day of reckoning. Let the weak be strong, let the right be wrong, Roll the stone away, let the guilty pay, It’s Independence Day. Well, she lit up the sky that fourth of July, By the time that the firemen come. They just put out the flames, And took down some names, And send me to the county home. Now I ain’t sayin’ it’s right or it’s wrong, But maybe it’s the only way. Talk about your revolution, It’s Independence Day. Let freedom ring, let the white dove sing, Let the whole world know that today, Is a day of reckoning. Let the weak be strong, let the right be wrong, Roll the stone away, let the guilty pay, It’s Independence Day. Roll the stone away, It’s Independence Day.
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Bringing In A Brand New Year.
Lyrics: American blues singer, pianist and songwriter the late Tony Russell “Charles” Mose Brown, (1922-1999). Vocals:Charles Mose Brown.
Bringing In A Brand New Year.
At the stroke of midnight, On that great holiday, Gonna have a ball, And that ain’t all, Gonna chase my blues away. I’ll be bringin’ in a brand new year, Bringin’ in a brand new year, Gonna have a dance, Take a chance at romance, While bringin’ in a brand new year.
Gonna be a big parade, Got my resolution made, Listen, dear, won’t you meet me here, While bringin’ in a brand new year.
Gonna ride a bubble, Way up above the stars, And while I twirl, Above the world, Gonna take a trip to Mars.
I’ll be bringin’ in a brand new year, Bringin’ in a brand new year, Listen, dear, won’t you meet me here, While bringin’ in a brand new year.
Sailin’ down a rainbow, I’ll play with Lady Boone,* If she raises a sigh, Or winks her eye, I won’t be back ’til June.
I’ll be bringin’ in a brand new year, Bringin’ in a brand new year, Listen, dear, won’t you meet me here, While bringin’ in a brand new year. Oh listen, dear, won’t you meet me here, While bringin’ in a brand new year.
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[*Boone: From an old French nickname ‘bon’ meaning ‘good’– hence ‘Lady Good’.]
Felt anticipation early in the spring, I looked forward to the riches it would bring, Then I smiled the day it led my heart to you, Cause it seemed like the world was smiling too.
Then we laughed and drank and sang in summertime, And I felt your body always close to mine, And our love was so exciting and so new, And it seemed like the world was laughing too.
Things got colder when the autumn came along, But we straightened out the things that had gone wrong. As the leaves displayed their ever changing hue, It seemed like the world was changing too.
Then the winter brought the rain and then the snow, And I cried out loud the day I saw you go, And I didn’t really know quite what to do, Cause It seemed like the world was crying too.
I felt happiness inside when you were near, Felt a surge of tenderness when you’d appear, And I feel so messed up now that I messed with you, And it seems like the world is messed up too.
Vocals Vocals: American country music singer/songwriter Donald Ray Williams(1939 – 2017) Lyrics: American songwriter Wayland Holyfield, latter who sadly passed away in May of this year 2024.
You’re My Best Friend.
You placed gold on my finger, You brought love, like I’ve never known. You gave life to our children, And to me, a reason to go on. You’re my bread when I’m hungry. You’re my shelter from troubled winds. You’re my anchor in life’s ocean, But most of all, you’re my best friend. When I need hope and inspiration, You’re always strong when I’m tired and weak, I could search this whole world over, You’d still be everything that I need. You’re my bread when I’m hungry. You’re my shelter from troubled winds. You’re my anchor in life’s ocean, But most of all, you’re my best friend. You’re my bread when I’m hungry. You’re my shelter from troubled winds. You’re my anchor in life’s ocean, But most of all, you’re my best friend.
Lyrics: Irish born (Co. Cork) singer/songwriter Jimmy MacCarthy. Vocals: Sligo native and traditional Irish singer Tommy Flemming.
The bright blue rose in the above title refers to Christ. To many the meaning of “Iskimmed across black water” is about going through life’s constant ups and downs, without fully immersing oneself in religion. However, other people may have a different understanding of the song’s meaning.
Bright Blue Rose
I skimmed across black water, without once submerging, Onto the banks of an urban morning. That hungers the first light, much much more, Than mountains ever do. And she like a ghost beside me, goes down with the ease of a dolphin, And emerges unlearned, unshamed, unharmed, For she is the perfect creature, natural in every feature, And I am the geek with the alchemists’ stone. For all of you who must discover, For all who seek to understand. For having left the path of others, And you find a very special hand. And it is a holy thing, and it is a precious time, And it is the only way. Forget-me-nots among the snow, it’s always been and so it goes, To ponder his death and his life eternally. For all of you who must discover, For all who seek to understand. For having left the path of others, And you find a very special hand. And it is a holy thing, And it is the only way. Forget-me-nots among the snow, it’s always been and so it goes, To ponder his death and his life eternally. One bright blue rose outlives all those, Two thousand years and still it goes, To ponder his death and his life eternally.
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