When I was a little girl
I played guitar and sang
In the Salvation Army String Band,
I remember getting up on stage
To perform a solo - I was so shy,
But I held God's invisible hand.
My Father's big red guitar
Was bigger than I was at the time,
My Mother made-me-up like a 'Little Lady', Boy!...did I ever look so pretty and fine!
I performed in front of many people -
More than I'd ever seen
in my entire life, before,
I sang "Kumbaya, My Lord" -
I didn't miss one single blessed chord.
I wore a long, beautiful,
Ivory-coloured, flowing dress,
I was so young,
But boy!...did I surely impress!
For some strange reason
My shyness disappeared -
It just went away!
Surprisingly, I wasn't anxious
Or nervous - my Lord
Was watching over me that day!
My Mother and Father
Were very, very proud!
Their shy 'Little Lady'
Had just sung and played guitar
In front of a huge massive crowd!
As years passed, when I was in high-school,
I studied piano after school every Wednesday,
Music, roller skating, and poetry
Were the highlights of my every, single, living, Breathing day!
Not much has changed,
I still know how to play,
I still have a pair of skates,
And I still live and breathe poetry
Every single day!
By Lady R.F ©2016
Kumbaya
The Seekers
(*** ba ya) ("Come by here")
Lyrics
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;
Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;
Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;
Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;
Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
Kumbaya.
Written by John Phillips, Richard Weissman, Scott Mckenzie • Copyright © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc