MUSIC FOR SALE

Verse 1:
Woke up this mornin’ with the weight on my chest
Too many worries, too much unrest
Doctor’s sayin’ lower my pressure and stress
But those pills on the shelf, they ain’t the only fix, I guess.

Chorus:
’Cause hummin’ a song in the mornin’ chases the shadows away,
A melody in the evening makes the hard day OK.
It’s a tonic for the soul, a rhythm for the heart,
A simple little secret, a forgotten work of art.
Don’t need a perfect pitch, don’t need a golden sound—
Just open up your heart and let the healing come on down.
Oh, yeah… the best medicine is a song.

Verse 2:
From the front porch swing to a Sunday pew,
You’ll find peace in the songs you knew.
Ain’t about perfect, it’s about release,
A tune in your heart brings your soul some peace.

Chorus:
’Cause hummin’ a song in the mornin’ chases the shadows away.
A melody in the evening makes the hard day OK.
It’s a tonic for the soul, a rhythm for the heart.
A simple little secret, a forgotten work of art.
Don’t need a perfect pitch, don’t need a golden sound—
Just open up your heart and let the healing come on down.
Oh, yeah… the best medicine is a song.

Bridge:
It’s a thread in a tapestry, a bridge over space,
Makes you forget your troubles, puts a smile on your face.
In the car or the church choir, you’re never alone—
When you’re singin’ together, you’re bringin’ love home.

Final Chorus:
So, my friend, hummin’ a song in the mornin’ chases the shadows away.
Let this melody right now make everything OK!
It’s a tonic for my soul, a rhythm for my heart,
This simple little secret, this beautiful work of art!
I don’t have a perfect pitch or a golden sound—
I opened up my mouth to sing and let the healing come on down.

Spoken Word:
Yes… y’all… the best medicine… is my song.