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Childhood Memories 5:150:00/5:15
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Fabulous 3:480:00/3:48
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Rise of the Rest 5:130:00/5:13
Album Lyrics & Credits
Native Gratitude
Music and Lyrics by Sheridan Zuther
Earth, Wind, and Sky
We exist in realm of space for those we cry
Death, Immortality
We ask “Why?”
No sign of Night or Day when God then breathed LIFE
all that Water flowed and covered emptiness
Seeds planted
Wisdom sown
Not alone
Looking down
Only She Knows
© 2021 SherSings Publishing (BMI) Lyrics based on the Hindu prayer ‘Nasadiya: the Creation Hymn of Rig Veda’
Childhood Memories
Music and Lyrics by Ann Hampton Callaway
Childhood memories
Live inside me
Childhood reveries
Born of the earth and sky
I am your song
And I will sing to you
For all of the years
I have learned from you today
Childhood memories
Blown in from the wind
Sweetened by North Dakota
Harvest wheat
Hearing echoes of when I was three
In the silo where my voice
Rose to the dome
To the sun
And maybe to God
Those who came before us on this land
Left their love in stones
They carved by hand
My dad taught me respect
For treasures we must protect
Walking in the golden fields
At sunset
The new moon gifted me galaxies
When I need to find a safe place to go
I go there
I can feel our ancestors holding me close
With weathered hands
And eyes that still sparkle with love
They’ll always be with me
Helping me to see
Miles and miles of sky
To dream me home, home, home
© 2021 Works of Heart Publishing (ASCAP), For Sheridan Zuther with Love
Leave Too Soon
Music and Lyrics by Aaron Gabriel
Long dirt road
Fifty-seven Chevy
15 years old
Knowin’ I was ready
To kiss someone
Maybe go steady
Somethin’ fun
Nothin’ too heavy
Never been the kind to waste my time with romantic mumbo-jumbo
It’s more my way to make a lover say: “Where the hell did she go?”
Carefree kids
Feet danglin’ off of the
Old Wood Bridge
Waiting for that moment
The planks would pitch
Trains rolling under
We’d make a wish
Never to grow older
Never been the kind to mourn goodbyes or quote what some wise man spoke
It’s more my way to make the sages say: “Where the hell did she go?”
If you lose your way that far up 52
And stumble on a town that once was all I knew
Don’t blink too fast or you’re bound to her as you’re travelin’ through
That little bit of heaven I could not leave too soon
Summertime job
Radio station
Spinnin’ Dolly Parton
And good ol’ Merle Haggard
Every Saturday night
Main Street draggin’
Then on Sunday mornin’
Back in Chapel prayin’
Never been the kind to sermonize or plead some manifesto
It’s more my way to make a preacher say: “Where the hell did she go?”
After dusk
Rowdy and restless
We’d steal some Bud
And wander past the fences
Act so dumb
We should’ve been arrested
But we were young
And so damn impressive
Never been the kind to make a mess tonight I can’t clean up tomorrow
It’s more my way to leave you in a haze sayin’: “Where the hell did she go?”
And if you lose your way that far up 52
And stumble on a town that was all I knew
Don’t blink too fast or you’re bound pass her as you’re travelin’ through
That little bit of heaven I could not leave…
All those sheds and silos, sky for miles and miles
You held your head up high throughout the years
Tall and tough, but I knew like a bird when the wind blew
I had to fly so far and fast from here
Back home now
Forty odd years later
These prairie houses
Seen better weather
Same small town
Heartland U.S.A
But I can’t seem to see you in the same way
Never been the kind to look too deep inside in search of my soul
But when I try to find that girl again: “Where the hell did she go?”
Now if you lose your way far up 52
And stumble on a town that was all I knew
Don’t blink too fast or you’re bound pass her as you’re travelin’ through
That little bit of heaven I could not leave too... soon
Could not leave too soon
I could not leave too soon
I could not leave too soon, Too soon, Too soon
An Afternoon with Irwin
Music and Lyrics by Richie Cole
An Afternoon with Irwin
What a magical day
He talked about his mem’ries
They can’t take them away
Well, I heard about Lennie Bruce
When Hugh Hefner was there,
And the Vaudeville days, the movie ways
And how he styled his hair.
And thanks to Brenda Vaccaro
Irwin now is my friend
A mind as sharp as an arrow
Stories that never end.
He’s the world’s foremost authority
You can take it from me,
That Afternoon with Irwin, Professor Irwin Corey.
From Hollywood to Berwyn, Irwin has seen it all.
He’s gotten his just glory and we’ve all had a ball.
So as times changes throughout comedy,
Irwin still in the man.
He’s never, ever lesser,
He’s the Professor
That Afternoon with Irwin, Professor Irwin Corey!
Lucky Me
Music by Richie Cole, Lyrics by Sheridan Zuther and Aaron Gabriel
Lucky Me, for the joy in our journey
It’s so good to be Lucky Me
For love on earth and love that’s heavenly
We will be together again
Carefree and oh so very easy
Laughing at the bar ‘til three or four
I’ll be looking for you.
Whether we’re way up high
Whether we swing it down low
Anytime is a good time with you
That is why I be, Lucky Me
To dream a little dream to keep
I’m waiting in the wings
And you’re playing a melody
There is no one I’d rather be than Lucky Me!
Anytime is a good time with you
That is why I be, Lucky Me
To dream a little dream to keep
I’m waiting in the wings
And you’re playing a melody
That is pure and sweet
You knew someday I’d see
That there is no one
I’d rather be than Lucky Me!
Swinging on a Star
Music and Lyrics by Jimmy Van Heusen & Johnny Burke
Would you like to swing on a star? Carry moonbeams home in a jar?
And be better off than you are? Or would you rather be a mule?
A mule is an animal with long funny ears,
He kicks up at anything he hears.
His back is brawny and his brain his weak,
He’s just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way, if you hate to go to school,
You may grow up to be a mule!
Or would you like to swing on star? Carry moonbeams home in a jar?
And be better off than you are? Or would you rather be a pig?
A pig is an animal with dirt on his face, His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He’s got no manners when he eats his food
He’s fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don’t care a feather or a fig,
You may grow up to be a pig!
Or would you like to swing on star? Carry moonbeams home in a jar?
And be better off than you are? Or would you rather be a fish?
A fish won’t do anything but swim in a brook
He can’t write his name or read a book
To fool the people is his only thought
And though he’s slippery, he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish!
And all the monkeys aren’t in the zoo
Every day you meet quite a few
So you see it’s all up to you
You can better than you are
You could be Swingin’ on a Star.
You could be better than you are
You could be Swingin’ on a Star.
America The Beautiful
Music by Samuel Ward, Lyrics by Katharine Lee Bates
Oh beautiful, for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America, sweet America
God done shed his grace on thee
He crowned thy good, yes he did, in brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
Oh beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife
Who more than self, their country loved
And mercy more than life
America, America may God thy gold refine
'Til all success be nobleness
And every gain divine.
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years,
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
Richest One
Music and Lyrics by Bill Carter
If I had a dollar for every time
You broke my heart
And messed up my mind
I'd be the Richest One,
I'd be the Richest One,
In the world.
If bad times paid interest,
I'd have you to thank
Be driving a new car,
I'd have money in the bank
And I'd be the Richest One,
I'd be the Richest One,
In the world.
Money can't buy love,
The kind I dream of,
It's so hard to find a good man's touch
In the morning when I rise
Baby, I'd give up every single dime.
If teardrops were diamonds
From the African mines
If heartaches were silver,
My whole life would shine.
And I'd be the Richest One,
I'd be the Richest One,
In the world
Oh, yes I would
No, money can't buy love,
The kind I dream of,
It's so hard to find a good man's touch
In the morning when I rise
Baby, I'd give up every single dime!
If teardrops were diamonds
From the African mines
If heartaches were silver
My whole life would shine
And I'd be the Richest One
I'd be the Richest One
I'd be the Richest One,
All over the world, Yes, I would
I'd have yachts in the Riviera,
A mansion in Spain,
Oil wells in Texas,
Big diamond rings,
I would go where I wanna go
Be where I wanna be,
Do what I wanna do
I'd be the Richest One
I'd be the Richest One
In the world!
Oh yes, I would!
Fabulous
Music and Lyrics by Sheridan Zuther, Aaron Gabriel, Ginny Luke
Fabulous, you look so fabulous!
Oh Fabulous! You look so fabulous!
Feel the night, the night is calling
Feel it burnin inside
You got the right, to bring out the baddest
Side of yourself tonight
Put on your best, your best dress baby
The one with the slit up the side
The world is a mess, forget all the rest
The feelin’ makes you come alive
Put it in drive, step on the gas
Boss up and hit your stride
Spark up a light, get into motion
It’s time for a joy ride
Put on your best, your best dress baby
The one with the slit up the side
This ain’t no test, forget all the rest
The feelin’ makes you come alive
Fabulous, you look so fabulous!
Oh Fabulous! You look so fabulous, fabulous!
Gotta ride, get away this time.
Wind in your hair, Moon in the sky
Open the door, it’s calling you forward
Leg up, it’s justified!
Fabulous, you all look fabulous!
Oh Fabulous! You all look fabulous!
Look at us, Fabulous. Look at us, we’re Fabulous!
Look at us, so Fabulous. Look at us, we’re Fabulous!
Tale of the Oyster
Music and Lyrics by Cole Porter
Down by the sea lived a lonesome oyster
Every day getting sadder and moister
He found his home life awf'lly wet
And longed to travel with the upper set
Poor little oyster.
Fate was kind to that oyster we know
When one day the chef from the Park Casino
Saw that oyster lying there
And said "I'll put you on my bill of fare."
Lucky little oyster.
See him on his silver platter
Watching the queens of fashion chatter
Hearing the wives of millionaires
Discuss their marriages and their love affairs
Thrilled little oyster.
See that bivalve social climber
Feeding the rich Mrs. Hoggenheimer
Think of his joy as he gaily glides
Down to the middle of her gilded insides
Proud little oyster.
After lunch Mrs. H. complains
And says to her hostess, "I've got such pains
I came to town on my yacht today
But I think I’d better hurry back to Oyster Bay.”
Scared little oyster.
Off they go through the troubled tide
The yacht rolling madly from side to side
They're tossed about ‘til that fine young oyster
Finds that it's time he should quit his cloister
Up comes the oyster.
Back once more where he started from
He murmured, "I haven't a single qualm
For I've had a taste of society
And society has had a taste of me."
Wise little oyster.
(Why Did I Tell You I Was Going To) Shanghai
Music by Milton De Lugg and Lyrics by Bob Hilliard
Now, who's gonna kiss me,
Who's gonna thrill me,
Who’s gonna hold me tight?
I’m right around the corner in the phone booth,
And I wanna be with you tonight!
Why did I tell you I was goin' to Shanghai?
I want to be with you tonight.
Why did I holler I was goin' to Shanghai?
I want to be with you tonight!
It was just a little misunderstanding
That a kiss on the cheek could patch
I need you so badly
I'd gladly start all over from scratch
Why did I tell you it was bye-bye for Shanghai?
I'm even allergic to rice.
Why don't you stop me when I talk about Shanghai?
It's just a lover's device!
Who's gonna kiss me,
Who's gonna thrill me,
Who's gonna hold me tight?
I'm right around the corner in the phone booth,
And I wanna be with you tonight!
Now why did I tell you it was bye-bye for Shanghai?
I can’t even eat rice.
Why didn't you stop me when I talk about Shanghai?
It's just my loving device!
Who's gonna kiss me?
Who's gonna thrill me?
Who's gonna hold me tight?
I'm right around the corner in the phone booth.
(I haven’t a got a nickel!)
I'm right around the corner in the phone booth.
And I wanna, I wanna be with you tonight!
I’m Going to Go Back There Someday
Music and Lyrics by Paul Williams and Kenny Ascher (from ‘The Muppet Movie’ 1979)
This looks familiar,
Vaguely familiar,
Almost unreal yet,
It’s too soon to feel yet,
Close to my soul and yet so far away.
I’m going to go back there someday.
Sun rises, night falls,
Sometimes the sky calls.
Is that a song there, and do I belong there?
I’ve never been there but I know the way.
I’m going to go back there someday.
Come and go with me
It’s more fun to share.
We’ll both be completely at home in mid-air.
We’re flying, not walking, on feather-less wings.
We can hold on to love
Like invisible strings…
There’s not a word yet
For old friends who’ve just met
Part heaven, part space
Or have I found my place?
You can just visit
But I plan to stay.
I’m going to go back there someday.
I’m going to go back there someday.
Rise of the Rest
Music and Lyrics by Aaron Gabriel