That Friday Feeling

Words and music by Brady Rymer

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music 

She’s got that Friday Feeling

Riding down by the ol’ canal

Singing out and ringing out like a golden bell

She’s got my heart reeling

My head’s on the ceiling

She’s got that Friday Feeling

 

That Friday Feeling

Turning heads all over town

Shining out like a rainbow breaking through the clouds

She’s got my heart reeling

My head’s on the ceiling

She’s got that Friday feeling

 

A feeling of hope

A feeling of light

A feeling like everything’s gonna be all right

A feeling so free

We’re busting out of the gate

 ‘cause Saturday and Sunday are on their way

 

She’s got that Friday Feeling

Every time I see her face

Making this ol’ world a more beautiful place

She’s got my heart reeling

My head’s on the ceiling

She’s got that Friday Feeling

 

It’s a feeling of hope

It’s a feeling of light

A feeling like everything’s gonna be all right

A feeling so free

We’re busting out of the gates

 ‘cause Saturday and Sunday are on their way

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Electric), Vocals, Harmonica • Claudia Mussen: Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals, Mandolin • Seth Farber: Piano, Organ • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Tambourine, Shaker

Cheer You Up

Words by Brady Rymer/Music by Brady Rymer and Seth Farber

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music ASCAP, Blue Meanie Music, BMI

 

To cheer you up I’ll sing you a song

To cheer you up it won’t take long

To cheer you up I’ll make a funny face

The goofiest silliest face I can make

 

I’ll pick you right up off the ground

Turn that smile up from a frown

And kick those blues right out of town

Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up (Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up)

 

To cheer you up I’ll read you a book (Cheer you up, cheer you up)

I hear this one’s cool let’s give it a look (Cheer you up, cheer you up)

To cheer you up I’ll tell you a joke (Cheer you up, cheer you up)

Knock, knock

Who’s there?

Anita

Anita who?

Anita come in please open the door!

 

I’ll pick you right up off the ground

Turn that smile up from a frown

Kick those blues right out of town

Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up (Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up)

 

Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up (Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up)

 

I’ll bake you some cookies the kind that you like (Cheer you up, cheer you up)

We can hop on our bikes and go for a ride (Cheer you up, cheer you up)

I’ll do anything in this world to make you feel better (Cheer you up, cheer you up)

Even get you a kitty or knit you a sweater (Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up)

 

I’ll pick you right up off the ground

Turn that smile up from a frown

Kick those blues right out of town

Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up (Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up)

Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up

Take a little drink from my happy cup

Cheer you up, I’ll cheer you up

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Electric), Vocals • Claudia Mussen: Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals • Seth Farber: Piano, Organ • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Tambourine, Shaker

Babies of Summer

Words/Music by Brady Rymer

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music

 

Summer’s here, weather’s fine

A new world’s coming alive

Babies of summer they’re all back again

 

With their little wings, tiny noses

Little hooves, teeny toes

Babies of summer they’re all back again

 

One, two, three, four, five

Baby bunnies jumping high

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Babies of summer they’re all back again

 

With their little squawks and teeny squeaks

Tiny thumps and little peeps

Babies of summer they’re all singing a song

 

With their furry paws, stumpy tails

Tiny claws and shiny scales

Babies of summer they’re all growing tall

 

One, two, three, four, five

Fuzzy ducklings swimming by

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Babies of summer so good to see you again

 

 

One, two, three, four, five

Baby birdies learn to fly

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Tiny turtles start to swim

Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen

Babies of summer they’re so soft and green

 

Summer’s here the weather’s fine

A new world’s coming alive

Babies of summer they’re all back again

 

With their little wings, tiny noses

Little hooves, teeny toes

Babies of summer they’re all back again

Babies of summer

Babies of summer

Babies of summer

Here they come!

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Electric), Vocals • Claudia Mussen: Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals • Seth Farber: Piano, Organ • Larry Eagle: Drums, Congas, Cowbell • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Maracas • Bill Holloman: Saxophones, Trumpet, Horn Arrangement • Song Arrangement idea by David Gibb

Superpowers

Words and music by Brady Rymer

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music ASCAP

 

I can fly, I can fly

Like a supersonic jumbo jet, I go whizzing by

 

I’m strong, I’m strong

I lift a big ol’ truck up over my head with just one arm

 

Raise your fist up high into the air

Spread your cape into the wind let it take you anywhere

Come along and save the world with me

If you could have a superpower

(If you could have a superpower)

What would it be?

(What would it be?)

If you could have a superpower

(If you could have a superpower)

 

Would you be a mood shifter with your laser smile

Or give elastic hugs stretching out for miles

(Everybody has superpowers)

 

Make the world shine with your positive rays

Or score the winning goal with bionic legs

(Everybody has superpowers)

 

I’m fast, I’m fast

I run around the world two times or more in ten seconds flat

 

I’m invisible, I’m invisible

I go wherever I want, you can’t see me

I walk the world in secrecy

 

Raise your fist up high into the air

Spread your cape into the wind let it take you anywhere

Come along and save the world with me

If you could have a superpower

(If you could have a superpower)

What would it be?

(What would it be?)

If you could have a superpower

(If you could have a superpower)

 

Would you blow us all away with your atomic “YES!”

With your X-Ray eyes showing us our best

(Everybody has superpowers)

 

Release your high five mega voltage blast

Or send out your supersonic belly laugh

(Everybody has superpowers)

 

Raise your fist up high into the air

Spread your cape into the wind let it take you anywhere

Come along and save the world with me

If you could have a superpower

(If you could have a superpower)

What would it be?

(What would it be?)

If you could have a superpower

(If you could have a superpower)

What would it be?

(What would it be?)

If you could have a superpower

(If you could have a superpower)

 

Everybody has superpowers

Everybody has superpowers

Everybody has superpowers

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Electric, Electric 12-string), Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals • Seth Farber: Piano, Organ • Larry Eagle: Drums, Cowbell • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Tambourine • Robin Newman: Synthesizer

Don’t Worry About That Now

Words by Brady Rymer/Music by Brady Rymer and Seth Farber

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music, ASCAP, Blue Meanie Music, BMI

 

There’re plates on the table

And dishes in the sink

But oh, what a breakfast

We made the pancakes pink

The washing can wait, yeah

No one raise a brow

Days are short, love

Don’t worry about that now

 

Don’t worry ‘bout the messes that we’re making

Life’s here for the taking

Let’s go out and run in the sweet sunshine

I promise when we wake tomorrow morning

We’ll put it all back in its place

For just this once

Don’t worry about that now

 

There’re toys on the floor

Crayons and books all around

We had such a good day

Runnin’ up and down

Clean up can wait, yeah

No one have a cow

Days are short, love 

Don’t worry about that now

 

Don’t worry ‘bout the messes that we’re making

Life’s here for the taking

Let’s go out and run in the sweet sunshine

I promise when we wake tomorrow morning

We’ll put it all back in its place

For just this once

Don’t worry about that now

 

You’re bound to get messy

When you’re a busy bee

Some paint on your nose but

Look at that masterpiece

 

Don’t worry ‘bout the messes that we’re making

Life’s here for the taking

Let’s go out and run in the sweet sunshine

I promise when we wake tomorrow morning

We’ll put it all back in its place

For just this once

Don’t worry about that now

For just this once

Don’t worry about that now

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Electric, Nashville), Vocals, Harmonica • Liz Queler: Vocals, Mandolin • Seth Farber: Wurlitzer, Organ • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Tambourine • Marty Rifkin: Dobro Guitar

Following the Bunny Tracks

Words and music by Brady Rymer

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music, ASCAP

 

I follow you through the forest

Deep into the forest green

And through the brush down to the book

Tell me, were you taking a drink?

You lead me through the white snow

As sunlight warms the day

Up the hill where the cold wind blows

All your little prints away

 

Oh, where oh, where did you go?

I’m hoping you will show

I’m following the bunny tracks

I’m following the bunny tracks

 

I love your perfect paw print

Like fingers in the clay

A soft and sweet impression

A map that marks your way

Yeah, steady as a clock ticks

Moving on and on

Yet stopping time like a photograph

Proof that you were here and gone

 

Oh, where oh, where did you go?

I’m hoping you will show

I’m following the bunny tracks

I’m following the bunny tracks

 

Waiting in the silence what do I hear?

A rustle in the leaves

I feel that you are near

Like a whisper on the wind, you come

Here and there and then, it’s gone

Here and there and then, you’re gone again

 

You’re the first to greet the rising the sun

The first to move along in the day

You’re the first to drink the morning dew

And have a little bite of hay

I’ll follow you through the forest

I’ll follow you to the sea

I’ll follow you up the biggest hill

And down into the valley

 

Oh, where oh, where did you go?

Oh, tell me what can I do?

I wanna catch up to you

I’m following the bunny tracks

I’m following the bunny tracks

I’m following the bunny tracks

I’m following the bunny tracks

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Electric), Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals • Seth Farber: Wurlitzer, Organ, Clavinet, Mellotron • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Tambourine, Castanets • Devin Walker: Tibetan Cymbals

Seven Hours of Sun

Words/Music by Brady Rymer

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music

 

My friend from Finland says daylight is dwindling

And the winter sun don’t last too long

(It’s up and then it’s gone)

 

Just seven hours, seven hours, seven hours of sun

Seven hours, seven hours, seven hours of fun

 

Hour one - saddle up the pony

Hour two - gonna take her for a ride

Hour three - through the fields white and snowy

Hour four’s already lunchtime but not for a long time

We gotta get outside and run

(‘cause the days half done!)

 

Just seven hours, seven hours, seven hours of sun

Seven hours, seven hours, seven hours of fun

 

Hour five - time to feed the birdies

Hour six - build a fire keep warm

Hour seven - the days done so early

But no need for worrying

No need for hurrying

We’ll just keep playing on and on

Dancing ‘neath the Northern Lights

 

Seven hours, seven hours, just seven hours of sun

 

1,2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

All those kiddos up in Finland

To get them a full day of living gotta pack it in, pack it in, yeah

Build that castle, skate on the ice

Sled down a hill, have a snowball fight

Then when the sun goes down, gets dark

Just do it all again

With your headlamps on!

 

Hour one – ride on the pony

Hour two – skate on the ice

Hour three – feed the birdies

Hour four – snowball fight

Hour five – warm up the cocoa

Hour six – sled down a big hill

Hour seven is like heaven all around us

The millions of snow diamonds glitter and shine

It’s my favorite time

(Me, too!)

 

Seven hours, seven hours, seven hours of sun

Seven hours, seven hours, seven hours of fun

 

Pack it all in, pack it all in

Says the kiddos up in Finland

Before the sun goes down

 

Just pack it all in, pack it all in

The days are short, but the real fun begins

When you turn your headlamps on

 

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7!

 

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic), Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals, Mandolin • Seth Farber: Wurlitzer, Organ • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass •Mike Robinson: Banjo, Guitar (Electric)

Yes We Can Can

Words and Music by Allen Toussaint, EMI Music Publishing

 

Now is the time for all good folks to get together with one another
Iron out our problems as sisters and as brothers

Try to find peace within without stepping on one another

Do respect the people of the world, learn to love each other

And do respect the women of the world

And make this land a better land than the world in which we live
Help each one be a better one with the kindness that you give
I know we can make it

(I know that we can)
I know darn well we can work it out

Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can
Yes, we can, can, why can't we
If we wanna get yes, we can, can
I know we can make it (I know that we can)
I know we can make it if we try

Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can
Yes, we can, can, why can't we
If we wanna get yes, we can, can
Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can

Great gosh almighty, yes, we can I know we can, can

Take care of the children, the children of the world
They're our strongest hope for the future the little bitty boys and girls

And make this land a better land than the world in which we live
Help each one be a better one with the kindness that you give
I know we can make it (I know that we can)
I know darn well we can work it out

Yes, we can, I know we can, can
Yes, we can, can, why can't we
If we wanna get ye,s we can, can
Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can

Great gosh almighty, yes, we can I know we can, can

 

Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can
Yes, we can, can, why can't we
If we wanna get yes, we can, can
Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can

Great gosh almighty, yes, we can you know we can, can

Make this land a better land than the world in which we live
Help each one be a better one with the kindness that you give
I know we can make it (I know that we can)
I know darn well we can work it out

 

I know we can make it (I know that we can)
I know darn well we can work it out

(If we try, if we try, if we try)

 

Yes, we can, I know we can, can, yes, we can, can

(If we try, if we try, if we try)

Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can, yes, we can, can

(If we try, if we try, if we try)

Oh, yes, we can, I know we can, can, yes, we can, can

(If we try, if we try, if we try)

Oh, yes, we can, you know we can, can

Great gosh almighty, yes, we can you know we can, can,

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic), Vocals, Vocal Arrangement • Liz Queler: Vocals, Vocal Arrangement • Seth Farber: Piano, Organ • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Tambourine, Vocal Arrangement • Gene Casey: Guitars (Electric, Wah-Wah)

Outline

Words/Music by Brady Rymer

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music

 

All I am is an outline

An outline on a page

All I am is a black line

A black line taking shape

 

And love will be the reds  

Kindness be the blues

And hope will be a rainbow of hues

And joy will be the greens

And faith will be the greys

To fill me in and lift me off the page

 

All I am is an outline

A black line filling in

And all I want is a good life

To shine my light within

 

And love will be the reds 

Kindness be the blues

And hope will be a rainbow of hues

And joy will be the greens

Faith will be the greys

To fill me in and lift me off the page

 

And love will be the reds 

Kindness be the blues

And hope will be a rainbow of hues

And joy will be the greens

Faith will be the greys

To fill me in and lift me off the page

 

All I am is an outline

An outline on a page

 

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Electric), Vocals • Seth Farber: Accordion, Rhodes Piano • Jeremy Chatzky: Double Bass

Roads

Words/Music by Brady Rymer

© 2022 Brady Rymer (P) Bangin’ Out A Melody Music

 

Roads

Right outside my door

Like a friend who says hello

I’m walking down that road

 

Roads

All the places we can go

Where the story will unfold

Yeah, I’m walking down that road

 

Even when I don’t know where I’m going to

I gotta keep on moving

I gotta shuffle my shoe

Nothing like a good road

Set your mind at ease

Fill your heart with hope

Gonna set you free

 

Roads

Calling out my name

Sayin’ boy you can’t be chained

Oh, no when you’re walking down that road

 

Even when I don’t know where I’m going to

I gotta keep on moving

I gotta shuffle my shoe

Nothing like a good road

Set your mind at ease

Fill your heart with hope

Gonna set you free

 

Roads

Right outside my door

Let’s go and explore

And keep walking down those roads

 

Even when I don’t know where I’m going to

Even when I can’t say what I’m gonna do

There’s nothing like a good road

Set your mind at ease

Fill your heart with hope

Gonna bring you peace

 

Nothing like a good road (keep on walking on)

Nothing like a good road (keep on walking on)

Nothing like a good road (keep on walking on)

Nothing like a good road (keep on walking on)

 

Keep on walking on

Keep on walking on

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Electric, Resonator, Nashville), Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals, Mandolin • Seth Farber: Wurlitzer, Organ • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Keyboards (Celesta)

Gonna Sleep Well Tonight

© 2022 Brady Rymer/℗ 2022 Bangin’ Out A Melody Music, ASCAP

 

Well, the kids are jumping

They’re having a ball

Yeah, they’re doing their dances

The alligator and the crawl

If we can keep ‘em all going

It’s gonna be all right

Their heads will hit the pillow like a ton of bricks

Long before we turn out the light

 

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

They’re gonna sleep well tonight

 

We can play ‘em some country, funky blues or jazz

Just as long as that song’s got a bit of razzamatazz

There will be no fussin’ there will be no fights

The red-hot fireball of energy’s

Gonna burn out like a meteorite

 

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

They’re gonna sleep well tonight

 

So, let’s rev ‘em up honey

‘Til they run out of gas

Just like the ’57 Chevy

Sittin’ out on the grass

And later on this evening we can dine by candlelight

They’re gonna hit the sack with a big ol’ thud

Louder than dynamite

 

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling

They’re gonna sleep well tonight

 

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling (with all this rock ‘n’ rolling)

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling (with all this rock ‘n’ rolling)

With all this rock ‘n’ rolling (with all this rock ‘n’ rolling)

 

They’re gonna sleep well tonight

Yeah, they’re hardly gonna put up a fight

Long before we turn out the light

Louder than dynamite

Burning out like a meteorite

 Yeah, they’re gonna sleep well tonight

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic), Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals • Claudia Mussen: Vocals • Seth Farber: Piano • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Tambourine • Gene Casey: Guitar (Electric) • Bill Holloman: Saxophones, Horn Arrangement 

The Little Things

Words and Music by Brady Rymer

© 2022 Brady Rymer/℗ 2022 Bangin’ Out A Melody Music, ASCAP

 

Mama got some baby chickens

Daddy’s learned to cut our hair

We bought a telescope to see all

To see all that’s out there

 

I cuddle with the cat

Book upon my lap

Days are slowing right down

I’m leashing up the pup

We’ll go and see what’s up

Get the neighborhood rundown

 

And now I see

So clear around me

 

It’s the little things that keep me singing

It’s the little things that I love

It’s the simple joys the days are bringin’

The little things

 

Hike along down the back roads

Down to the riverside

See what’s springing up around us

See all that’s coming alive

 

And now I see

So clear around me

 

It’s the little things that keep me singing

It’s the little things that I love

It’s the simple joys the days are bringin’

The little things

 

 

Never miss a sunset

Front row for the moonrise

Every night’s a light show under the starry skies

 

So, take a good look around you

You might be surprised

Things that carry most the meaning

Might not come in a supersize

 

And now I see

So clear around me

Yeah, now I know

This ol’ world it has shown

 

It’s the little things that keep me singing

It’s the little things that I love

It’s the simple joys the days are bringin’

The little things

The little things

The little things

Brady Rymer: Guitar (Acoustic, Nashville), Vocals • Liz Queler: Vocals, Mandolin • Seth Farber: Piano, Accordion • Larry Eagle: Drums • Jeremy Chatzky: Bass • Ken Rich: Tambourine, Shaker • Marty Rifkin: Pedal Steel Guitar