Sunday Morning Song of the Moment

Ok, so if you've been reading my blog for any length of time, you know of my love for Bob Marley & the Wailers. It's a deep-rooted love. It is a love that runs wild, it runs deep, and true.

His music is a gift my father bestowed upon me at a very young age. So these songs of his were truly the songs I sang since I was a little girl. When most 5 year-olds were singing The Care Bears theme song, I was singing "Three Little Birds" or "No Woman, No Cry". His songs are a source of great comfort to me. They make me think, they make me feel, the make me happy. I can be in the most sour of sour moods and if I hear any song of Bob Marley's I'm feeling pretty good. I may still be upset at the actual events that put me in a sour mood to begin with, but my main man Bob always makes everything OK.

Since my inception of the Sunday Morning Song, I have tried not to pick a Bob Marley song or a Dave Matthews song. I don't really know why. I guess I suppose because these are my two favorites. These two are the ones that I own almost every version of every song they've sung. And I've tried (unsuccessfully) to keep this for songs that are new to me. But that hasn't worked. I also figure that these two artists' are a given. That at any given moment any given song of theirs would be a choice. And especially for Bob, that holds true. I figured today I would go against my own "fake" rule and chose a Bob song as my dad's birthday was on Friday. And I'm missing him as I haven't seen him since the beginning of December. And this one had me dancing my crazy dance in the computer chair!!
***And I think what I've tried to say about Bob & his music that I never could, but the though finally came clearly, is that it is as much a part of me as well....... My Name. ***

Happy Birthday, Dad!

Lively Up Yourself
By: Bob Marley & The Wailers

You're gonna lively up yourself, and don't be no drag;
You lively up yourself 'cause reggae is another bag.
You lively up yourself, and don't say, "No";
You're gonna lively up yourself 'cause I said so!

Hear what you gonna do:
You rock so, You rock so, like you never did before, yeah!
You dip so, You dip so: dip through my door.
You come so, You come so, oh yeah!
You skank so, You skank so: be alive today!

You're gonna lively up yourself, and don't say , "No";
You lively up yourself big daddy says so, y'all!
You lively up yourself, and don't be no drag;
You lively up yourself 'cause reggae is another bag.

What you go that I don't know?
I'm a-trying to wonder-wonder-wonder why you-
wonder-wonder why you act so. Yeah!

Hey, do you hear what the man seh?
Lively up your(self) - your woman in the morning time,
Wa! Keep a liv'lin up your woman when the evening come
And take ya-take ya-take ya-a-a!
Come on, baby! 'Cause I wanna be lively myself, y'all!

/organ, saxophone, and guitar solo/

Lively up yourself;
Lively up yourself.
You want to rock so, you rock so:

/saxophone solo/

You rock so, you rock so;
You dip so, you dip so;
You skank so, you skank so, and don't be no drag!
You come so, you come so, for reggae is another bag!

Get what you got in that bag!
What you got in de other bag you got hanging there?
What you say you got?
I don't believe you!

3 ripples in the pond:

jen said...

tab! I've missed you so.

and i am not surprised that your three dog night dad inspired such taste.

and am glad you revealed this little bit..it makes sense.


Oh, The Joys said...

Oh, my. Your daughter's face in that photo? Best of all time.

Slackermommy said...

Awww, I bet your dad is a great grandfather.