Lisa Bastoni: Lyrics

You can shoot me through with holes
But I am a boat that does not sink
You can shoot me through with holes
But I am a boat that does not sink
You can shoot me through with holes
But I am a boat that does not sink
I never really care too much
About what other people think

But I woke up this morning
With the blues inside my brain
I woke up this morning
With the blues inside my brain
I woke up this morning
With the blues inside my brain
And it was all because somebody told me
That I could not sing

So I ask the little bird on the wire
What is it makes you sing
So I ask the little bird on the wire
What is it makes you sing
So I ask the little bird on the wire
What is it makes you sing
She says my heart got caught
In my throat, too
You got the same damn thing

Went to ask my mother
What to do with my little light
Went to ask my mother
What to do with my little light
Went to ask my mother
What to do with my little light
She says honey you just have to let it shine
Everything's gonna be all right

(c) and (p) 2002 Lisa Bastoni