The Good Song

Not so long ago, there lived a man that said,
"Hell no, I won't let it pass me by." and he gave it a try

And he didn't stop to wander, and he didn't stop to shout
He just sang his own kind of song, to say,
"I'm here, and I'm right, and this is what I'm about."

And thank the Lord that he sang his good song,
He sang it strong 'til the notes rang through
And even though no one else heard his good song,
The chords kept on ringing true
And so he started to go, taking it slow,
He played it that way, and she said, "Stay."
And he said, "Okay

But we can't stop to wander now, and we can't stop to fight
We'll just sing our own kind of song,
To say We're here and we're right
And we're feeling alright."
And thank the Lord that they sang their good song.
They sang it strong 'til the notes rang through
And even though no one else heard their good song,
The chords kept on ringing true
And I think you've heard them too

Well it seems I've won and we're just beginning
To lose ourselves in a love that's spinning much stronger
And we belong here

And we won't stop to wander, and we won't stop to shout
We'll just sing our own kind of song,
To say we're here and we're right
And this is what we are about

And thank the Lord that we sing our good song,
We'll sing it strong 'til the notes ring through
And even though no one else hears our good song,
The chords keep on ringing
Thank the Lord that we sing our good song
We'll sing it strong 'til the notes ring through
And even though no one else hears our good song,
The chords keep on ringing true
For me and for you