hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; It won’t be easy, what can I say, There will be trouble along the way; ‘Round every corner there’s terror and fear, Always remember that we’re here. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere. A shoulder to cry on whenever you’re alone, You can rely on us you know; Nothing too crazy, nothing too dear, Always remember that we’re here. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere.
Sometimes when the rain comes pouring down, When it comes pouring down, Down on you. I hope you find the feet of a dancer, I hope you can sing in the rain, I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain; I hope you find love and affection, I hope you find someone who cares; I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere. I hope you find all the right directions everywhere, Everywhere.
17,097 views Feb 19, 2016Alma Cogan (19 May 1932 – 26 October 1966) was an English singer of traditional pop music in the 1950s and early 1960s. Dubbed the “Girl with the Giggle in Her Voice”, she was the highest paid British female entertainer of her era.
There is plenty of room for everyone in country music, at least according to Carrie Underwood The Grand Ole Opry member welcomes artists who blur the lines of country music, even if their music sounds different than hers.
“There really is something for everybody now,” Underwood tells Yahoo Entertainment. “One of the great things about country music, and this is true for music in general, is that every genre has really just broadened itself. If you like things that are more traditional, you can find those. If you like things that seem more pop, you can find that. If you like things that can cross over into other genres, you can find something that you love — and it’s all part of the same family. I always welcome that.”
“I feel like people my age and older really did grow up singing hymns,” Underwood explains. “We go to church now, and everything is very praise and worship, which is wonderful, but I feel like there are a lot of people who have not experienced a lot of these hymns, or they’re not a part of their weekly life. So, I hope people that are like me, that grew up with them, can listen to them and feel the heart behind them. We wanted to make them sound fresh, but we didn’t want to change anything too much.
“So, I hope the traditionalists will enjoy it, but I also hope that people who haven’t experienced these songs as much can listen and feel, get that sense of home but enjoy what they’re listening to as well,” she adds.
Underwood has a lot of proverbial irons in the fire, including her music career, Las Vegas residency and more. But her favorite role is being a mom to her sons, nine-year-old Jacob, and Isaiah, five, whom she shares with her husband, Mike Fisher.
“The biggest thing is cutting myself some slack,” Underwood admits. “The juggle is real for parents. We’re running around trying to take care of ourselves. We’re trying to take care of our kids. We’re working, we’re juggling. But that’s all of us at the end of the day, right?”
“We should take this back to my place” That’s what she said right to my face ‘Cause I want you bad Yeah, I want you, baby I’ve been thinking ’bout it all day And I hope you feel the same way, yeah ‘Cause I want you bad Yeah, I want you, baby
Slow, slow hands Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry No, no chance That I’m leaving here without you on me I, I know Yeah, I already know that there ain’t no stoppin’ Your plans and those Slow hands (woo) Slow hands
I just wanna take my time We could do this, baby, all night, yeah ‘Cause I want you bad Yeah, I want you, baby
Slow, slow hands Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry No, no chance That I’m leaving here without you on me I, I know Yeah, I already know that there ain’t no stoppin’ Your plans and those Slow hands (woo)
Fingertips puttin’ on a show Got me now and I can’t say no Wanna be with you all alone Take me home, take me home Fingertips puttin’ on a show Can’t you tell that I want you, baby, yeah
Slow hands Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry No, no chance That I’m leaving here without you on me I, I know Yeah, I already know that there ain’t no stoppin’ Slow hands Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry No, no chance That I’m leaving here without you on me I, I know Yeah, I already know that there ain’t no stoppin’ Your plans and those slow hands (woo)
This is the second song from the album A Thousand Miles Behind, a compilation album by David Gray, released in 2007. It contains 12 live covers recorded between 2001 and 2007. The album title comes from a line in one of the songs, Bob Dylan’s “One Too Many Mornings”