Vocal and instrumentation: Steve Swellander
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fiogf49gjkf0d (Words and music copyright 2002 by Steve Swellander)
Sometimes this life can get you down
And weigh your heart with woe
No doctor or priest can heal you
Prayers and pills just leave you cold.
You think that you’re a goner
No one will miss you when you’re gone.
Well friend, it’s time to clear your throat
And break into song.
Break into song, break into song
The sun will shine upon your grief
And warm your cold, sad soul
Break into song, break into song
Rise upon the wings of music
And break into song.
If you’re walking with a lady
And things aren’t going well,
She doesn’t laugh at all your jokes
And the conversation’s stale,
But she looks just like an angel
And you want to keep her near,
Just walk out under a streetlamp
And break into song.
Break into song, break into song
She looks like Ginger Rogers
And you feel like Fred Astaire.
Break into song, break into song
The stars will join in chorus
If you break into song.
If you want to fight for justice
And you’re marching with a mighty throng,
But the global corporate media
Won’t turn their cameras on.
You can march down to their studios
And occupy en masse,
And switch all the microphones on
And break into song.
Break into song, break into song
We shall overcome with glory
If we break into song
Break into song, break into song
We can build a better world
If we build with a song
Some people lack the confidence,
Some people fear the shame,
So they hold the joy inside
And their spirit feels the pain.
Don’t worry ‘bout the harmony,
Pick a key, any key
Take a mighty breath
And break into song.
Break into song, break into song,
Like a Sacred Harp revival
We can reach the promised land.
Break into song, break into song
With a voice to heal the heart
Break into song
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