Sunday Tune

For you, mum!

"I may not be your best
You know good ones don't come by the score
You've got something missing
I'll help you look, you can be sure

And if you want to be alone
Someone to share a laugh
Whatever you want me to
All you got to do is ask

Thunder don't go under the sheets
Lightning under a tree
In the rain and snow
I'll be your fireside

Come running to me
When things get out of hand
Running to me
When it's more than you can stand

I said, "I'm strong, straight
Willing to be a shelter in a storm"
Your willow, oh willow
When the sun is out

A fight with your best girl
Prettiest thing you ever saw
You know I'll listen
Try to get a message to her

And if it's money you want
Or trouble halved
Whatever you want me to
All you got to do is ask

I said, "I'm strong, straight
Willing to be a shelter in a storm"
Your willow, oh willow 

When the sun is out

Shelter in a storm
Your willow, oh willow
When the sun is out

Shelter in a storm
Your willow, oh willow
When the sun is out

Shelter in a storm
Your willow, oh willow
When the sun is out"

 

--Joan Armatrading

Hang Loose

Don't worry sweet baby!
Don't you ever worry 'bout a thing.
Put them worries on the shelf 'n' learn to love yourself
Don't be your own worst enemy.

Hang loose, hang loose
Let the ocean worry 'bout bein' blue.
Hang loose, hang loose.
Go with the tide and I'ma take care of you.

Come with me sweet darlin'.
I got a seat ya ticket for the plane.
We gonna fly to Waikiki, it'll just be you 'n' me.
And we'll let the sun melt our cares away.

Hang loose, hang loose.
Let the ocean worry 'bout bein' blue.
Hang loose, hang loose.
Go with the tide and I'ma take care of you.

Alright, we gon' be alright.
Alright, you're gon' be alright!

Hang loose.
Hang loose!
Hang loose.
Hang loose.

--Alabama Shakes

The Gospel Song

Where did we go when the blue sky turned to liquid
And the cold trees stood naked
Oh high up on the mountain
We were growing up, so strong
I have found a flower, that is growing in the forest
And we talked by the hour
Oh we were not lovers, but I loved you
Oh Oh love 

And oh beautiful clouds
I go sailing through
Oh golden clouds
I been sailing through you

Well my mother was a gardener
Of things unspoken
And my father came around me
Like a broken little soldier
And my sister, she is wondering'
What the hell is all around us
But this beauty of all

And what you do is sacred
And what you say don't matter much
Yer moving your lips
But your mind is on fire

And oh the steam is rising
Like it did once
Oh a love came down through me from above
And sang up to my god
And he saved me once again

And if you have a brother
Then you can understand
What it is to love
And to grow up to love
and things get shattered

And oh beautiful clouds
I go sailing through
Oh golden clouds
I been sailing through you

Listen to Frazey Ford sing this BEAUTIFULLY here.