sharonclowe
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My dad asked me to write a song that would incorporate my grandparent's names (not a simple request as they have some wild names like "Homer Columbus" and "Mildred Alice") AND have the song express their religious faith AND include my spiritual beliefs. Organized religion is a bit of a sore spot with me so I thought there would be no way I could compose a song to satisfy all the above requests. One day I was kinda humming to myself the old-fashioned spiritual song (Swing Low, Sweet Chariot) and wondered if I could incorporate any of those images into a song of my own. I have a recording of this, but I'm not particularly happy with it (at all!) That's one of the reasons I've starting coming to this forum in hopes of learning how to record myself so I can tinker with my songs till I get them to sound just how I want. I'll put a link up to the song if you promise not to howl too loudly at all the mistakes in it!! Anyway, here are the lyrics
"Chariot"
I don't care what you think of me
I can see through your facade
So watch me open my big mouth
and fire off one last shot
I don't know how I got caught in this lariat of fear
But there's gas enough in this old chariot
to get me out of here
(CHORUS) Swing low and sing it to me sweet so I can find the road
take me back to the home I used to know
Swing low and sing it to me sweet, I've got so far to go
And that chariot on fire is moving slow
If you get there before me
won't you hold me a place in line
Cause the river's wide and I'm scared to death
I won't reach the other side
I know angels are watching me
and they've been working overtime
So I'll jump in cause I know how to swim
and you can pull me out alive
(CHORUS) Swing low and sing it to me sweet so I can find the road
That will take me back to the home I used to know
Swing low and sing it to me sweet, I've got so far to go
And that chariot on fire is moving slow
(Bridge) And I've been told there's
streets of gold I'll see someday
But from where I stand
they seem so far away
Homer Columbus, Raymond Hugh
Dorothy Diella and Mildred Alice
did the best that they could do
my grandparents had fire and brimstone
and they'd get down on their knees
I'm from the same blood oh good God above
there's gotta be hope for me
(CHORUS) Swing low and sing it to me sweet so I can find the road
That will take me back to the home I used to know
Swing low and sing it to me sweet cause I've got so far to go
And that chariot on fire is moving slow
Swing low and sing it to me sweet
I just can't find the road
And that chariot on fire is moving slow
"Chariot"
I don't care what you think of me
I can see through your facade
So watch me open my big mouth
and fire off one last shot
I don't know how I got caught in this lariat of fear
But there's gas enough in this old chariot
to get me out of here
(CHORUS) Swing low and sing it to me sweet so I can find the road
take me back to the home I used to know
Swing low and sing it to me sweet, I've got so far to go
And that chariot on fire is moving slow
If you get there before me
won't you hold me a place in line
Cause the river's wide and I'm scared to death
I won't reach the other side
I know angels are watching me
and they've been working overtime
So I'll jump in cause I know how to swim
and you can pull me out alive
(CHORUS) Swing low and sing it to me sweet so I can find the road
That will take me back to the home I used to know
Swing low and sing it to me sweet, I've got so far to go
And that chariot on fire is moving slow
(Bridge) And I've been told there's
streets of gold I'll see someday
But from where I stand
they seem so far away
Homer Columbus, Raymond Hugh
Dorothy Diella and Mildred Alice
did the best that they could do
my grandparents had fire and brimstone
and they'd get down on their knees
I'm from the same blood oh good God above
there's gotta be hope for me
(CHORUS) Swing low and sing it to me sweet so I can find the road
That will take me back to the home I used to know
Swing low and sing it to me sweet cause I've got so far to go
And that chariot on fire is moving slow
Swing low and sing it to me sweet
I just can't find the road
And that chariot on fire is moving slow
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