Oh I wish I was
Wish, yes, wish you knew!
In the land of cotton
C’mon, c’mon, oh, you can DO it!
Old times they are not forgotten
Pssh, you can say that again, buddy!
Look away, look away, look away
Don’t think I can.
Dixieland
What can I do? Is there anything?
He says you get nervous, you get
Self-conscious
When the time comes.
I understand that.
Maybe not in the same way, but
I’ve felt that way too.
But why you?
When what you have is so
Incredible,
You shouldn’t be afraid to
Show the world all that
You can do.
And you can do it. You have,
And you will again.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll be there
When it happens.
All my trials, lord
Soon be over…..
The moment comes, the flute rises,
And you stand with your head
Bowed low, your hands crossed,
Your expression so solemn.
What are you thinking about?
What goes on in that head of yours
In that moment?
And then.
Your eyes glow bright
In the light
Your jaw is set, your soul determined
I’m praying now, you understand, praying
That this time you’ll
Do it
Go for it! Try! Shine!
Glory glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
Yes! Now! Go!
You want it, I can see that, FEEL it!
His truth is…..marching….
A deep breath shared by two souls
On.
Nope. Not this time.
What can I do
To help you
Believe in yourself
As much
As I do?
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