Songwriting
I want to make this page special... only for the best I have achieved at my art...
These songs combine things that only come with time and experience and lack of experience and the heart to take it to another level... my attempts to "program"... or rather to "reprogram" both mineself and others...
To me, a true song is like a prayer... a prayer with a purpose... hopefully, a good purpose...
These songs are mine prayers... using all that I have... there are subliminal messages and hyperliminal messages... they combine my early years of innocent songwriting and ideals with all that I have learned through the years...
Songwriting is funny like that... a lot of your very best will come early on... before you learn jUSt how to do it... part of a master songwriters mission is to forget all that he/she has learned... and return to innocence...
I consider my whole studio as mine instrument.
The giving heart rests uneasy…
In the arms of the taker…
Giving to the taker’s needs…
And bargaining for it’s own…
The selfish heart giveth freely…
But demands a price promptly…
The giving heart, becomes the taker…
And the taker becomes the selfish heart…
The wise heart gained his wisdom…
From having been all three…
And thus he ended the cycle…
No matter what the outcome might be…
The foolish heart loved patiently…
And gained a crown in eternity…
Because he loved obediently…
No matter what the outcome might be…
And blessed are those who can know…
Without having to know how or why.
Self-Sacrifice
There is no pleasure in self sacrifice…
So don’t do it thinking that someday…
You will gain reprise…
There is no reward for true love…
For anything given with thoughts of return…
Is not true love…
For true love is truly self sacrifice…
It is giving without asking…
There is no compromise…
Now, I’ve listened to many a Christian…
And a lot of them talk of rewards…
That they’ve been given…
Praise the Lord…
And though I believe that it might be so…
They are wrong to believe that they have earned them…
This I know…
Praise the Lord…
For the lord God is the master of love…
And God gives all things knowing…
There may be no return of…
Praise the Lord…
So, if you love, then give it freely…
And if you are loved, you will be given to…
Ungrudgingly…
Praise the Lord…
And if you love with thoughts of return…
Then my friend, you’ve got a hard lesson…
That you will learn…
Praise the Lord…
That true love is truly self sacrifice…
It is giving without asking…
There is no compromise…
Praise the Lord…
(Bridge:~)
And when he died upon the tree…
He revealed the nature of true love…
To you and me…
Ohh sha la la na…
I tell you this, the answer of all answers…
That all things… all things...
are a matter of the heart…
Ohh sha la la na…
Praise the Lord.
Charlie Ray Fetty III
Some songs are just a pure pleasure to write and to play and sing...
Even if they're somewhat silly...
Hold on tight...
To your wildest wildest dreams...
Cause if you'll but hold on...
They will come along...
And they will shine on like the mornin'...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Hold on tight...
Love me tonite...
Cause if we hold on...
All night long...
Then it'll be alright in the mornin'...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Chorus
Yeah, hold on tight...
And your dreams will come true...
If you'll only but try...
You know, that's all you gotta do...
Yeah, all you gotta do is but try...
And keep on holdin' on tight...
And keep on holdin' on tight...
And hold on tight...
Fe fi fo fum...
I smell the blood of an Englishmon...
Ohh, be he alive, or be he dead...
I'll grind his bones to make my bread...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Sounds like a pretty mean giant, but look here...
Fe fi fo fum...
Here come the Englishmon...
He's got him a sling and he's got some stones...
And he's gonna knock that giant right down on his bones...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Chorus
Yeah, hold on tight...
And your dreams'll come true...
If you'll only but try...
You know, that's all you gotta do...
All you gotta do is but try...
And keep on holdin' on tight...
And keep on holdin' on tight...
And hold on tight...
Hold on tight...
Love me tonite...
Cause if we hold on...
All night long...
Then it'll be alright in the mornin'...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Hold on tight...
To your wildest wildest dreams...
Cause if you'll but hold on...
They will come along...
And they will shine on like the mornin'...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Hold on tight... hold on tight...
Chorus
Yeah, hold on tight...
And your dreams'll come true...
If you'll only but try...
You know, that's all you gotta do...
All you gotta do is but try...
And keep on holdin' on tight...
And keep on holdin' on tight...
And hold on tight...
Hold on tight...
It really is a silly song.
Charlie Ray Fetty III
:~)
Songs can be very powerful... this one is an effort to describe the reasons for our labor strike(OS/USWA:~)... I try to take it from the lowest emotional level to the highest... I think it is an effort worthy of this page...
I saw another man die the other day...
It was the third one that year...
Natural causes they said...
But he was overworked I fear...
The man worked eighty hours a week...
The last three years of his life...
I wonder what that bossman would say...
To his little children and his wife...
But that same day he came into the shop...
And said, "sorry boys, need eight more hours tonite"...
Ohh man...
And he told US that there wasn't any choice about it...
And that was no big surprise...
It was the same thing yesterday...
And he said, "that it'll be that way tomorrow"...
I don't think we can let that happen...
What do you think?...
I think it's time we had ourselves a STRIKE!!!
Chorus
So come on all brothers and sisters who care...
And raise your clenched fist in the air...
Do it for yourselves and do it for your children...
And do it for the workers everywhere...
Come on raise that clenched fist in the air...
Twelve hours bustin' your ass...
Bitter cold or blistering heat...
Breathing soot and poison gas...
Covered in grease and ground in dirt...
Smashed fingers and burnin' flesh...
Are all part of the daily routine...
The bossman's got no heart I guess...
Or he's jUSt plain stupid and he's mean...
After all that, he comes into the shop and says...
"Need four more hours tonite, so don't make no plans"...
Ohh man...
And he tells US that there isn't any choice about it...
And that ain't no big surprise...
It was the same thing yesterday...
And he says, "that it'll be that way tomorrow"...
I don't think we can let that happen...
What do you think?...
I think it's time we had ourselves a STRIKE!!!
Chorus
So come on all brothers and sisters who care...
And raise your clenched fist in the air...
Do it for yourselves and do it for your children...
And do it for the workers everywhere...
Come on raise that clenched fist in the air...
For years and years we gave and gave...
For years and years they took and took...
Breaking records day after day...
For a bunch of liars and crooks...
Negotiations were a joke...
Their final offer, a slap in our face...
They said if we struck, we'd be replaced...
So we replied as we went out that door...
"Sorry management, but it looks like we're gonna have to have ourselves a strike"...
"So don't make no plans"...
And we told em, "that there wasn't any choice about it"...
"So don't act soo surprised"...
"We do it for all those yesterdays"...
"We do it for all those tomorrows"...
Looks like we're gonna have ourselves a STRIKE!!!
Chorus
So come on all brothers and sisters who care...
And raise your clenched fist in the air...
Do it for yourselves and do it for your children...
And do it for the workers everywhere...
Come on raise that clenched fist in the air...
Come on now...
So come on all brothers and sisters who care...
And raise your clenched fist in the air...
Do it for yourselves and do it for your children...
And do it for the workers everywhere...
Come on raise that clenched fist in the air...
Come on now...
Charlie Ray Fetty III
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