Lee Ann Womack – I Hope You Dance
Lyrics
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you’ll give fate the fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances but they’re worth taking
Lovin’ might be a mistake but it’s worth making
Don’t let some hell bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
I hope you still feel small when you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you’ll give faith the fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
Songwriters: TIA SILLERS,MARK SANDERS
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Best Thanksgiving Music/Share
Best Thanksgiving Music
1
“Thank You Friends” by Big Star
With Big Star having suffered the enormous loss of enigmatic frontman Alex Chilton only two years ago, an expression of friendly support for the songsmith’s family, friends, bandmates and fans still feels essential. In remembrance, we present you with the Memphis rocker’s 1978 track “Thank You Friends,” a gospel-infused tune that speaks of the gratitude Chilton felt for his own near-and-dears. “I said, ‘Thank you again.’ I wanna thank you again. Never too late to start,” Chilton sings as the tune inevitably draws to a close, his quiet brilliance wafting over anyone who’s willing to listen. Right back at you, Alex! —Rachel Sonis
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2
“Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin)” by Sly and the Family Stone
Some have pegged “Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin),” which landed the cozy No. 1 spot on the soul singles charts for a whopping five weeks, as a portrait of the transition from the ’60s to the ’70s. Others argue that the track is, simply put, a Walt Whitman–style celebration of the self. Whatever the case may be, the song’s instantaneously recognizable slap-bass riff and playful mondegreen of a title help make it one of the most legendary funk tunes of all time. Get down with that wishbone, y’all. —Rachel Sonis
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3
“Dear Mama” by 2Pac https://amzn.to/2QlJkBU
While the majority of rappers these days spit bars exclusively about codeine and strippers, the late 2Pac always kept it real. “Dear Mama” addresses the hip-hop artist’s rough upcoming, throughout which his mother was largely absent due to a drug addiction—yet he acknowledges his mother’s love and greatness despite the fact (“And even as a crack fiend, mama / You always was a black queen, mama”). Like much of ’Pac’s music, the song is written like a lyrical poem, plucking the emotional strings of even the toughest rappers in the game. Eminem has long voiced his support of the track since its release in 1994, while Kendrick Lamar recently cited “Dear Mama” as one of the tracks that inspired him the most as an artist. —Vivienne van Vliet
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“I Want to Thank You” by Alicia Myers https://amzn.to/2DlbMBn
What’s so convincing about the thanks Alicia Myers bestows in her disco-infused 1981 R&B single? There’s certainly something in her voice: audible relief, you could say. And the lyrics: “You sent me someone who really loves me / And not just my body,” she sings, hinting at that darker period right out of frame. —Andrew Frisicano
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5
“A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving” by Vince Guaraldi Trio https://amzn.to/2DoU2oz
“A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving” was a shoo-in here, both for the kids’ enjoyment and for your own sappy nostalgia, too. Originally penned for the 1973 Peanuts special of the same name, this cheery instrumental by jazz musician Vince Guaraldi hits just the right note for your Thanksgiving extravaganza. —Rachel Sonis
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6
“Thank You” by Descendents https://amzn.to/2APl3iv
These California pop-punk champs have written a ton of great love songs, but few hit us as hard as this one. The subject isn’t a girl, as in so many other Descendents tunes, but a band: “Thank you for playing the way you play,” sings frontman Milo Aukerman, expressing a sentiment penned by bassist Karl Alvarez. In a stroke of modest genius, Alvarez never reveals the identity of his musical crush, instead letting the listener fill in the blank. —Hank Shteamer
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7
“Roc Boys (And the Winner Is)” by Jay Z https://amzn.to/2AMU3Af
With the opening line “First of all I wanna thank my connect,” Jay Z launches into an award acceptance speech for an accolade of his own creation, shouting out to anyone who’s helped him as a hustler, drug dealer and MC. As usual, he’s talking about rapping and drug dealing all at once, with another layer added by the fact that the track comes from his concept album American Gangster. Whether you want to find yourself on his list of crooked cops, drug mules and rival gangsters with bad aim is another matter.—Andrew Frisicano
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8
“I Thank You” by Sam & Dave
R&B outfit Sam and Dave brings soul-clap goodness to its 1968 classic “I Thank You,” later memorably covered by ZZ Top. Although the track chronicles a lover’s smothering affection—which many of us might feel fenced in by—Sam and Dave don’t seem to mind one bit. Rather, they just show a great deal of appreciation right back. After all, what kind of love is greater than one that gives, as Sam and Dave put it, “kisses so good that I have to holler for help”? We rest our case.—Rachel Sonis
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9
“I Want to Thank You” by Otis Redding https://amzn.to/2F3bOPV
Soul legend Otis Redding made his permanent mark on the music world by frenetically shouting “Try a little tenderneness!” in 1966. On this follow-up, a melancholy farewell to a girl that our narrator has to leave, Redding proves that he practices what he preaches. Coupled with Otis’s soulful swagger, the delicate lyrics become all the more poignant as the song goes along, reaffirming Shakespeare’s notion that parting is truly such sweet sorrow. —Rachel Sonis
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10
“Give Thanks and Praises” by Bob Marley https://amzn.to/2PG9v9l
In 1977, Bob Marley coined the phrase “Give thanks and praise to the Lord, and I will feel alright” with his smash hit “One Love/People Get Ready,” only to release “Give Thanks and Praises” just six years later. Marley’s smooth voice and the track’s unbelievably mellow beat create a relaxed and even slightly euphoric vibe, which might make your obligatory post-turkey coma a bit more pleasant. —Rachel Sonis
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Roc Boys, Jay-Z/Music Share
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Lyrics
And the winner is Hov
My man, speech
First of all I wanna thank my Connect
The most important person with all due respect
Thanks to the duffel bag, the brown paper bag
The Nike shoe box for holdin’ all this cash
Boys in blue who put greed before the badge
The first pusher whoever made the stash
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Oh, what a feelin’, I’m feelin’ life
Thanks to the lames, niggas with bad aim
Thanks to a little change I tore you out the game
Bullet wounds will stop your buffoonery
Thanks to the pastor rappin’ at your eulogy
To Lil’ Kim and them, you know the women friend
Who, carry the work cross state for a gentlemen
Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers
And most importantly you, the customer
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Oh, what a feelin’, I’m feelin’ life
You don’t even gotta bring ya paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Look at how I’m chillin’, I’m killin’ this ice
You don’t even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
Let ya hair down baby, I just hit a score
Pick any place on the planet, pick a shore
Take what the Forbes figure, then figure more
Cause they forgot to account what I did with the raw
Pick a time, let’s pick apart some stores
Pick a weekend for freakin’ for figure fours
I figure frauds never hit a lick before
So they don’t know the feelin’ when them things get across
Put ya hand out the window, feel the force
Feel the Porsche, hit the frost
Ice cold, jewels got no flaws
Drop got no top, you on the top floor
Pink Rosay, think OJ
I get away with murder when I sling yay
[Incomprehensible] got less steps then Britney
That means it ain’t stepped on, dig me?
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Oh, what a feelin’, I’m feelin’ life
You don’t even gotta bring ya paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Look at how I’m chillin’, I’m killin’ this ice
You don’t even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
Red Porsche’s, rare portraits
Rare guns if you dare come near the fortress
This apple sauce is from the apple orchid
This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses
Which means I get it from the ground
Which means you get it when I’m around
Rich niggas, black bar mitzvahs
Mazel tav, it’s a celebration bitches
La Heim
I wish for you a hundred years of success
But it’s my time, cheers, toast to crime
Number one be-boy, chain nigga rhyme
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Oh, what a feelin’, I’m feelin’ life
You don’t even gotta bring ya paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Look at how I’m chillin’, I’m killin’ this ice
You don’t even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Oh, what a feelin’, I’m feelin’ life
You don’t even gotta bring ya paper out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
The Roc Boys in the buildin’ tonight
Look at how I’m chillin’, I’m killin’ this ice
You don’t even gotta bring ya purses out
We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house
Sweet, let that ride out, bring the horns back in, yeah
This is black super hero music right here baby, American Gangsta
Takin’ flight, comin’ to a town near you
Soon as I touch down I just want y’all to start playin’ the horns like
Hovie’s home, Lukey baby
Songwriters: THOMAS R BRENNECK,SHAWN CARTER,SHAWN C CARTER,SEAN COMBS,LEVAR COPPIN,GUY DAVID,MICHAEL DELLER,DELENO MATTHEWS,LEON MICHELS,GABRIEL ALEXANDER ROTH,HOMER STEINWEISS
© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC,Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.,Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.,WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
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Song Share/Alice Cooper
No More Mr. Nice Guy
Alice Cooper
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
‘Til they got a hold of me
I opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see
I got no friends ’cause they read the papers
They can’t be seen with me and I’m gettin’ real shot down
I’m feeling real mean
No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he’s sick, he’s obscene
I got no friends ’cause they read the papers
They can’t be seen with me and I’m gettin’ real shot down
And I’m feeling kinda, kinda mean
No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he’s sick, he’s obscene
My dog bit me on the leg today
The cat clawed my eyes
Ma’s been thrown out of the social circle
And my dad just has to hide
I went to church, I was incognito
When everybody rose
The Reverend Smith, he recognized me
And punched me in the nose
He said no more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say you’re sick, you’re obscene
No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say you’re sick, you’re obscene
No more, oh ow
No more, oh ow
No more Mister Nice Guy
Songwriters: Alice Cooper,Michael Bruce
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Jamie O’neal, Somebody’s Hero/Music Share
Jamie O’Neal – Somebody’s Hero
She’s never pulled anybody from a burning building
She’s never rocked central park to a half a million
Fans, screaming out her name, she’s never hit a shot to win the game
She’s never left her footprints on the moon
She’s never made a solo hot air balloon ride
Around the world, no, she’s just your everyday average girl (but)
She’s somebody’s hero
A hero to her baby with a skinned up knee
A little kiss is all she needs
The keeper of the cheerios
The voice that brings snow white to life
Bedtime stories every night
That smile lets her know
She somebody’s hero
She didn’t get a check every week like a nine to fiver
But she’s been a waiter, and a cook and taxi driver
For 20 years, there at home, until the day her girl was grown
Giving all her love to her was her life’s ambition
But now her baby’s movin’ on, and she’ll soon be missin’
Her, but not today, those are tears of joy runnin’ down her face
She’s somebody’s hero
A hero to her daughter in the wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go
Down the aisle she walks right by
Looks back into her mother’s eyes
That smile lets her know
She somebody’s hero
30 years have flown right past
Her daughter’s starin’ at all the photographs
Of her mother, and she wishes she could be like that
Oh, but she already is
She’s somebody’s hero
A hero to her mother in a rockin’ chair
She runs a brush through her silver hair
The envy of the nursing home
She drops by every afternoon
Feeds her momma with a spoon
That smile lets her know
Her mother’s smile lets her know
She’s somebody’s hero
Songwriters: ED HILL,JAMIE O’NEAL,SHAYE SMITH
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Dido, Thank You/Song share
Dido – Thank You (Official Video)
My tea’s gone cold, I wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’d all be grey, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay, my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there’ll be hell today, I’m late for work again
And even if I’m there, they’ll all imply that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad and
I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life
Push the door, I’m home at last and I’m soaking through and through
Then you handed me a towel and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down now, I wouldn’t have a clue
Because you’re near me and
I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life
I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life.
Songwriters: BENTOVIM AYALAH DEBORAH BENTOVIM AYALAH DEBORAH,ROLLO ARMSTRONG,MAX MAXI JAZZ – SEE FRASER
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Walkin’ On The Sun, Smash Mouth/Song share
Walkin’ on the Sun
Smash Mouth
It ain’t no joke, I’d like to buy the world a toke
And teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars
Hey, I know it’s just a song but it’s spice for the recipe
This is a love attack, I know, went out but it’s back
It’s just like any fad, it retracts before impact
And just like fashion, it’s a passion for the with it and hip
If you got the goods, they’ll come and buy it just to stay in the clique
So don’t delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you’re still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer is shun, you might as well be walkin’ on the sun
Twenty-five years ago, they spoke out and they broke out
Of recession and oppression and together they toked
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire
Just singin’ and clappin’, man, what the hell happened there?
Some were spellbound, some were hell bound
Some they fell down and some got back up
And fought back against the melt-down
And their kids were hippie chicks or hypocrites
Because fashion is smashin’ the true meaning of it
So don’t delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you’re still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer is shun, you might as well be walkin’ on the sun
And it ain’t no joke when our mama’s handkerchief is soaked
With her tears because her baby’s life has been revoked
The bond is broke up, so choke up and focus on the close up
Mr. Wizard can’t reform, no God-like hocus-pocus
So don’t sit back, kick back and watch the world get bushwhacked
News at ten, your neighborhood is under attack
Put away the crack before the crack put you away
You need to be there when your baby’s old enough to relate
So don’t delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you’re still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer is shun, you might as well be walkin’ on the sun
(You might as well be walkin’ on the sun)
Songwriters: GREG CAMP,GREGORY D. CAMP,KEVIN JOHN IANNELLO,PAUL DELISLE,PAUL GERALD DELISLE,STEVEN HARWELL,STEVEN SCOTT HARWELL
Sunshine, by Matisyahu/Song Share
MORE SUNSHINE ON A RAINY DAY!!!
Sunshine
Matisyahu
Keep on moving till the first rays of dawn
Keeping it on till the day is done
Morning till the night time blaze is on
All along I keep singing my song
I said, this phase is always
Sometimes I get so crazed
But just know that I’ll always stay
‘Cause you’re my light through the haze
It’s time for a champion
Soothe the soul of the land
Mend the heart from the sea and the sand
Until the sun comes up again
It’s time for a champion
Soothe the soul of the land
Mend the heart from the sea and the sand
Until the sun comes up again
Reach for the sky
Keep your eye on the prize
Forever in my mind
Be my golden sunshine
It’s raining in your mind
So push them clouds aside
Forever by my side
You’re my golden sunshine
When the sun set I let myself down
Found the ground beneath my feet gone
No more words were there to speak
On that day my song was born
Never meant to leave you all alone
Said I’d be your shelter from the storm
Now your clothes have all been torn
Kingdom sacked attacked and dethroned
It’s time for a champion
Soothe the soul of the land
Mend the heart from the sea and the sand
Until the sun comes up again
It’s time for a champion
Soothe the soul of the land
Mend the heart from the sea and the sand
Until the sun comes up again
Reach for the sky
Keep your eye on the prize
Forever in my mind
Be my golden sunshine
It’s raining in your mind
So push them clouds aside
Forever by my side
You’re my golden sunshine
It’s the way of the world
You’re on your own
Time to grow and be a man
Want to fly high like peter pan
No more never never land
So lose your backpack filled with sand
Come along and take my hand
We’ll walk together for forever
Reach for the sky
Keep your eye on the prize
Forever in my mind
Be my golden sunshine
It’s raining in your mind
So push them clouds aside
Forever by my side
You’re my golden sunshine
Reach for the sky
Keep your eye on the prize
Forever in my mind
Be my golden sunshine
It’s raining in your mind
So push them clouds aside
Forever by my side
You’re my golden sunshine
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Walk with me now, talk with me now, baby
Bo-bo-bo-bo-bo
Walk with me momma, talk with me now
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Walk with me now, talk with me now, baby
Bo-bo-bo-bo-bo
Walk with me momma, talk with me now
Songwriters: FABRICE ALLEGRE,MELBOURNE MILLER,PAUL CROSDALE,DONALD DENNIS,M KAHN,KEVIN BLAIR
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