Shackles (Praise You)
(spoken)
(Whoo!)
It sure is hot out here
Ya know?
I don't mind, though.
Just glad to be free.
Know what I'm saying, uh!)
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
(Whatcha wanna do?)
I just wanna praise you
(Yeah, yeah)
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
(Uh feel me?)
And I'm gonna praise you
(Whatcha gonna do?)
I'm gonna praise you
In the corners of my mind
I just can't seem to find a reason to believe
That I can break free
Cause you see I have been bound for so long
Felt like all hope is gone
But as I lift my hands, I understand
That I should praise you through my circumstance
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise you
I'm gonna praise you
Everything that could go wrong
All went wrong at one time
So much pressure fell on me
I thought I was gonna lose my mind
But I know you wanna see
If I will hold on through these trials
But I need you to lift this load
Cause I can't take it no more
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise you
I'm gonna praise you
Been through the fire and the rain
Bound in every kind of way
But God has broken every chain
So let me go right now
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praise you
I'm gonna praise you
(repeat x3)
Take them off
What'cha gonna do, yeah
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I'm gonna praIndian Summer
Glenn Miller
Written by Victor Herbert and Al Dubin.
As recorded by the Glenn Miller Orchestra on November 5th, 1939 with Ray Eberle.
(The melody was actually written in 1919 as a piano piece subtitled "An American Idyll",
lyrics were added in 1939).
Summer, you old Indian Summer
You‘re the tear that comes after June time‘s laughter
You see so many dreams that don’t come true
Dreams we fashioned when summertime was new
You are here to watch over
Some heart that is broken
By a word that somebody left unspoken
You’re the ghost of a romance in June
Going astray, fading too soon...
That’s why I say,
"Farewell to you, Indian Summer!"
(Transcribed by Alex Foertsch: afn@netzland.net)