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SHAKE IT LOOSE TODAY
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
You gotta lick your wounds
'fore you can dry your eyes
You gotta get down to the bottom
Have yourself a good, long cry
You gotta learn how to fall
'fore you can learn to rise.
Push through the fog
When your chips are down
Move your woes
To the far side of town
Get on your feet
Step outta your way
Make some noise
Shake it loose today
Get on your feet
Step outta your way
Make some noise
Shake it loose today
You gotta meet your demons
And look ‘em square in the eye
Shake ‘em onto the floor
Then kick ‘em down curbside
You gotta let ‘em go
If you’re gonna rise.
Push through the fog
When your chips are down
Move your woes
To the far side of town
Get on your feet
Step outta your way
Make some noise
Shake it loose today
Get on your feet
Step outta your way
Make some noise
Shake it loose today
You gotta choose your tune
You gotta shuffle your time
Get down to a new groove
You gotta lasso your mind
You gotta flip your beat
If you wanna rise.
Push through the fog
When your chips are down
Move your woes
To the far side of town
Get on your feet
Step outta your way
Make some noise
Shake it loose today
Get on your feet
Step outta your way
Make some noise
Shake it loose today
A POWER YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
Lyrics & Music by Linda Sussman © 2022
Keep your laws off my body
I’m not your church, I’m not yours to own
What stirs inside me
Is a power you’ll never know
There’s a storm movin’ sideways
‘Bout to unravel your throne
Things might not have been perfect
But they were workin’ pretty fine
At least there were options
You had yours, I had mine
Till the gavel came down
Dropped like a sinker and broke the line
We’ll find the answers we need
Won’t let the wind slow us down
We all know there’s an off-ramp
For the girls on the other side of town
We’ll find our way ‘round the mine fields
As we shout, “Foul, Foul, Foul”
In every story you hear
Told straight up with no gin
Not drunk with illusion
When it’s just her against him
Who’s left to hold the weight
Kept down with no way to win
Now, what I find sinful
Is how you pound your chest
A thin veneer of pretense
As if you gave a rat’s ass
And you use your religion
To strong-arm all the rest
Keep your laws off my body
I’m not your church, I’m not yours to own
What stirs inside me
Is a power you’ll never know
There’s a storm movin’ sideways
‘Bout to unravel your throne
CHAIN OF HOPE
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
The world is watching
In disbelief
And the tears are flowing
In an ocean of grief
We raise our voices
And stand with those
Who provide for the refugee
Mama, I'm so tired
And I don't understand
Why the bombs are fallin'
Across our beautiful land
Will we find shelter
Against the wind and snow
Please don't let go of my hand
Freedom is fragile
On any shore
The march for peace is long
The brutal orders
Of an unprovoked war
Truth lives at history's core
There's a chain of hope
Ready to meet the pain
Lines of heroic souls
Helping to sustain
So many splintered lives
Seeking safety from harm
Openly weeping in foreign lands
The world is watching
In disbelief
And the tears are flowing
In an ocean of grief
We raise our voices
Give thanks to those
Who provide for the refugee
WILL YOU HOLD MY HAND
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
Will you hold my hand
When the running gets tough
And the rain is heavy
And the road is rough
Will you bring me daisies
From where we used to live
Will you hold my hand
When I haven't much more to give.
Will you sing me songs
And sweet lullabys
When the fear comes callin'
In the dark of night
Will you be my guide
My brightest star
There to remind me
Of who we are.
The arc of life
Bends like a brook
Over polished stone
And jagged lives
Seasons change
At the edge of the banks
Each graceful turn
As time unwinds.
And will you tell me stories
Of how we met
From our first sunrise
To no regrets
Will you hold a flame
Large enough for two
A million memories
To walk with you.
MY BABY
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
My baby's all wound up
Got a notion that's run amok
Somethin' to do with flowers and shoes
I'm just sittin' here singin' the blues
Oh, my baby __ Oh, my baby
My baby left me cold
It shot a mighty chill through my bones
What I found on the kitchen floor
Were the roses that I brought from the store
Oh, my baby
My baby's such a jealous fool
Can't get the hang of playin' it cool
Got a mind like a runaway train
But it's still the one that drives me insane
Oh, my baby
But I know my baby's comin' back
My baby never once crossed those tracks
So I'll just keep on movin' along
I'll put on the kettle and I'll forget this whole song
Oh, my baby
JOIN HANDS
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
Running rampant through our nation
Forging clear across this land
Is hatred born of ignorance
Stoked by leaders standing grand
Fear rises out of bigotry
That’s been invited to the stage
And money writes the history
Centuries of shame
[CHORUS]
Join hands
With your sisters and your brothers
Join hands
Make a statement for those who can’t
Take a knee
To stand up and be free
Join hands
All across this land
Call attention to those silenced
Well before their time
At the hands of those in power
Feeding us some line
One lie after another lie
Keeps the status quo alive
They’ve had us all in corners
To conquer and divide
[CHORUS]
Shine a light on respect
Speak up for equality
It’s time for understanding
Years and years of misery
The color that you walk in
Should not put you in jeopardy
We’re cryin’ out for justice
And full-on liberty
[CHORUS]
THESE WALLS
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
These walls may talk
These walls may cry
Like paint peelin' up
From the underside
Stories hidden
Within the cracks
What'll they tell us
When we look back?
There was dancin'
In the kitchen
There was singin'
From down the hall
But kids being kids
Wouldn't sit for an hour
Flights of fancy
Takin' them to the stars!
Water won't wash away my tears (4X)
A spider's web
Designed for strength
Each woven strand
Spun of silk and lace
One ladder torn
But all the rest stayed taut
And showed the world
How hard she fought
Water won't wash away my tears (4X)
These walls may talk
These walls may cry
Like paint peelin' up
From the underside
Stories hidden
Within the cracks
What'll they tell us
When we look back?
EYE OF THE STORM
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
Smoke risin'
In the city
Heat rollin'
All around
Pressure buildin'
Little ones cryin"
How we gonna get our feet back on the ground?
Folks run down
And outta money
Shops closed up
One by one
Holdin' loved ones
Inside their walls
People prayin' all across the land
Time's movin'
Movin' so slowly
World's racin'
For a cure
Hearts pourin'
Into each other
There's a frontline in the eye of the storm.
SHADOWS BY MY SIDE
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
When the weight of my world
Shifts on its side
It leads me to wonder
The angle of right
I never know what’s in store
Never know what’s comin’ next
All I know is what I’ve seen
Between my life and the edge
I will cross whatever bridge comes
I will face that mighty wind
And I’ll never, ever know
How many tomorrows will come to call me in
BRIDGE: How a thin line / Casts shadows / By my side [REPEAT]
I will fight against the darkness
When my days feel like night
And I'll wake to find the morning
A new day by my side
So when my feet get much too weary
All I see is one steep climb
I'll remember there are places
Where I can lean to the other side
[BRIDGE]
PASS IT ON DOWN
Lyrics & Music © Linda Sussman
(CHORUS): You live a good life and you pass it on down
Hands on the wheel, your feet on the ground
Rise before sun-up, work until dusk
Provide for your family, a life born of love.
Many times you have tried, many ways you have failed
To carry your stories along decades of trails
All the homes you have lived and the hills you have sown
You dig deep for the memories and all you have known. (CHORUS)
A sideline of sculpture, a pile of stone
Spuds on blue tarp where the earth's been undone
Your hands they have toiled and your faith, well, it's grown
In the green grass of nature and all you have known. (CHORUS)
Whether working the land or on rusty old rails
Ivory towers or factories or boardrooms or jails
An honest day's work pays more than the bills
It builds on steps from the small things we do. (CHORUS)