Singing All My Blues Away (7:42) by Chris Bakriges & Cliff Aerie
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Reflection:Let’s face it. We get the blues now and then. We can let the “blue” moments overwhelm us or, we can find our song of hope, even in the toughest times. Each verse is a chapter providing a recipe for moving through every stage of life:
Singing all my blues away . . . Dancing in the darkest night . . . Living more than day to day . . . Praying ‘til I reach the light . . .
And then it is punctuated by a great affirmation:
Singing, dancing, standing tall; hear what I’m saying right now! Caring, sharing, daring; so, I’ve just got to shout.
What is your shout? What’s your exclamation? What is the song you sing that gives meaning, purpose and hope to your life?
Prayer: As you guide me through this journey called life, O God, be at my side. Do not leave me, even in the darkest night. Guide my steps as I seek your path: singing, dancing, standing tall. Then use my song, my dance to be a vessel for your compassionate care of others. Amen.
Lyrics: Singing All My Blues Away
Singing all my blues away. Singing in my own sweet way. Time is a wastin’, so I’ve got to start: Singing all my blues away.
Dancing in the darkest night. Dancing ‘til I get it right. Stars keep on shinin’, so I’ve got to start: Dancing in the darkest night.
Singing, dancing, standing tall; hear what I’m saying right now! Caring, sharing, daring; so I’ve just got to shout.
Singing all my blues away. Singing in my own sweet way. Time is a wastin’, so I’ve got to start: Singing all my blues away.
Living more than day to day. Living like I’ve found the way. Life is a gamble, but I’ve got to play; Living more than day to day.
Praying ‘til I reach the light. Praying ‘cause I know it’s right. Love is erasing all my doubts and fears: Praying ‘til I reach the light.
Singing, dancing, standing tall; hear what I’m saying right now! Caring, sharing, daring; so, I’ve just got to shout.
Singing all my blues away. Singing in my own sweet way. Time is a wastin’, so I’ve got to start: Singing all my blues away.