This little number is just me at Chris' Jazz Cafe doing my acoustic set while my fabulous band is on break (yes, it is ME playing for myself live while I sing!) with my Sweetie recording me doing my thing on the piano as we prepare for the BWAF on August 3rd, at 9:00 PM @ World
Café Live (BE THERE!!!).
I was not in the best of voice (long week and a lot of singing that day) and thus, was a bit raspy and missed a few runs...and the recording is VERY ROUGH and the piano is overshadowing my voice in the lower register parts, but dammit, I love this song so much who cares!!! :)
This song will be officially recorded with perfection in the coming weeks for my upcoming independent EP in preparation for the full length album "Church Girl"(thanks to those of you who have heard me perform it live and have insisted on being able to buy it immediately...;).
So here goes...and if you have ever heard this song, you know that I definitely have made it my own...it has carried me through some rough times, and is affectionately known as my dark place song...
The lyrics are posted below:
GOD GIVE ME STRENGTH
Now I have nothing, so God give me strength,
'Cause I'm weak in his way;
And if I'm strong, I might stay or break.
And I don't have anything to share
That I won't throw away into the air.
That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.
He was the light that I'd bless.
He took my last chance at happiness.
So God give me strength.
God give me strength.
I can't hold on to him.
God give me strength.
When the phone doesn't ring
And I'm lost in imagining
Everything that kind of love is worth
As I tumble back down to the earth.
That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.
He was the light that I'd bless.
He took my last chance at happiness.
So God give me strength.
God, if he'd grant me his indulgence and decline,
I might as well wipe him from my memory.
Fracture the spell as he becomes my enemy.
Maybe I was washed out
Like a lip print on a shirt.
See, I'm only human, I want him to hurt!
I want him; I want him; I want him to hurt!
Since I lost the power to pretend
That there could ever be a happy ending.
That song is sung out.
This bell is rung out.
He was the light that I'd bless.
He took my last chance at happiness.
So God give me strength.
God give me strength.
God give me strength.
God give me strength.
Give me strength…
Give me strength…
I need strength.
~Burt Bacharach/Elvis Costello~
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