
Music is Therapy




I could tell you all the things I do for you
But it’s no surprise and you just roll your eyes and say
“Here we go again
She’s gonna moan again”
I should spare your love, just a thing or two
But you don’t disguise it when I’m just white noise
And it’s done before it begins
‘Cause your temper’s getting thin
But there’s just one thing that I wanna know
Just one little thing before I go
Before I go
It’s who takes care of me?
Tell me, who takes care of me?
Should’ve been you
Should’ve been you
Do you realize, no, you never will
‘Cause your head’s held high and you got your pride
I got a little of mine still
Yeah, the bit you couldn’t kill
I’ll never blame you and I always will
I can’t explain it but it hurts like hell
And I’m feeling so alone
Yeah, I’m lonely to the bone
But there’s just one thing that I wanna know
Just one little thing before I go
Before I go
It’s who takes care of me?
Tell me, who takes care of me?
Should’ve been you, oh!
Should’ve been you, oh!
And I’m angry
And I’m sad
I’m the best thing that you ever had
All I wanted was your touch
But you told me what I wanted was just too much
Oh, who takes care of me?
Tell me, who takes care of me?
Should’ve been you, oh!
Should’ve been you
It should’ve been you
Should’ve been you
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Provided to YouTube by Columbia Nashville What Will Baby Be · Dolly Parton Slow Dancing With The Moon ℗ 1993 Sony Music Entertainment Inc. Released on: 1993-02-23 Producer: Steve Buckingham Background Vocal, Vocal Arranger: Richard Dennison Background Vocal: Jenifer O’Brien-Enoch Assistant Producer: Cari Landers Background Vocal: Howard Smith Background Vocal: Vicki Hampton Unknown: Carlos Grier Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Gary Paczosa Guitar, Mandolin: Steve Gibson Assistant Engineer: Craig White Fiddle, Mandolin: Jimmy Mattingly Assistant Engineer: John David Parker Assistant Engineer: John Kunz Acoustic Guitar: Bruce Watkins Assistant Engineer: Wayne Morgan Electric Guitar: Kent Wells Assistant Engineer: John Hurley Steel Guitar: John Hughey Steel Guitar: Sonny Garrish Mastering Engineer: Denny Purcell Steel Guitar: Paul Franklin Harmonica, Percussion: Terry McMillan Drums: Steve Turner Keyboards: Michael Davis Piano: Paul Hollowell Piano: John Barlow Jarvis Piano: Mitch Humphries Accordion: Joey Miskulin Bass: Paul Uhrig Uilleann Pipes: Paddy Corcoran Auto-generated by YouTube.

Lyrics
A young couple marries, already fighting
Along comes baby makin’ them three
Trouble’s all he hears from the time he’s in didies
Baby don’t know just what to believe
Angry words and spiteful actions
Baby’s gonna cut his teeth on these
If that’s gonna be the main attraction
What will the baby be, what will baby be
Baby needs love and needs direction
Baby’s first school is the family
For they are only a reflection
Of the things they see, what will baby be
What will baby be after baby is grown
What will baby do if baby don’t know what’s right or wrong
Got to show them love, got to teach them truth
‘Cause what baby is when baby grows up
Well, that depends entirely on me and you
Depends entirely on me and you
Baby thinks God is just a curse word
Never said a prayer ’cause he’s never been taught
They remember and repeat what they’ve heard
So I ask who’s really at fault
So many questions, so few answers
So many lessons we don’t teach
Stumbling through like clumsy dancers
What will baby be, what will baby be
What will baby be after baby is grown
What will baby do when baby is out there on his own
Teach the children how to be all they should be
‘Cause what baby is when baby grows up
Depends entirely on you and me
Depends entirely on you and me
What will baby be
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Songwriters: Dolly Parton
What Will Baby Be lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Lyrics
Eurus
Afer Ventus
So the world goes round and round
With all you ever knew
They say the sky high above
Is Caribbean blue?
If every man says all he can
If every man is true
Do I believe the sky above
Is Caribbean blue?
Boreas
Zephyrus
If all you told was turned to gold
If all you dreamed was new
Imagine sky high above
In Caribbean blue
Eurus
Afer Ventus
Boreas
Zephyrus
Africus
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Roma Ryan / Eithne Ni Bhraonain / Nicky Ryan
Caribbean Blue lyrics © Emi Music Publishing Ltd

I’ve worn out the stones in front of your doorstep
Coming and going, coming and going
You kept the lights on, I always knew that
I should’ve said “thank you” a thousand miles ago
But I pushed you away, put a pin in a map
Then I got lost in the storm
Had to find my own way, make my own mistakes
But you know that I had to go
Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
But I found one that’s stronger than stone
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Moon hanging low over my window
Shoebox of dreams hid under my bed
Follow the bright light city of gold
I had to leave to realize all I needed was here
Mama, we both know that there’s nothing
That a little time and Patsy Cline wouldn’t fix
Had to find my own way, make my own mistakes
But you know that I had to go
Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
But I found one that’s stronger than stone
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
I’ll just click my heels three more times
There it all is, what’s always been mine
Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow
But I found one that’s stronger than stone
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Source: Lyric Find
Songwriters: Caitlyn Elizabeth Smith / Kate York / Mary Steenburgen
Glasgow (No Place Like Home) lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Budde Music Publishing GmbH

Lumiere
When all beside a vigil keep,
The West’s asleep, the West’s asleep –
Alas! and well may Erin weep
When Connacht lies in slumber deep.
There lake and plain smile fair and free,
‘Mid rocks their guardian chivalry.
Sing, Oh! let man learn liberty
From crashing wind and lashing sea.
That chainless wave and lovely land
Freedom and nationhood demand;
Be sure the great God never planned
For slumb’ring slaves a home so grand.
And long a brave and haughty race
Honoured and sentinelled the place.
Sing, Oh! not even their sons’ disgrace
Can quite destroy their glory’s trace.
For often, in O’Connor’s van,
To triumph dashed each Connacht clan.
And fleet as deer the Normans ran
Thro’ Corrsliabh Pass and Ardrahan;
And later times saw deeds as brave,
And glory guards Clanricard’s grave,
Sing, Oh! they died their land to save
At Aughrim’s slopes and Shannon’s wave.
And if, when all a vigil keep,
The West’s asleep! the West’s asleep!
Alas! and well may Erin weep
That Connacht lies in s1umber deep.
But, hark! a voice like thunder spake,
The West’s awake! the West’s awake!
Sing, Oh! hurrah! let England quake,
We’ll watch till death for Erin’s sake
Source: Musixmatch