The night before Mom’s funeral, we were driving around Fox Chase, making arrangements, and Emma, from her car seat, sung.

“Sing, sing a sonnnnng”

One of the many songs Richelle and me sing to her, that it would be this one that she would sing first, the night before Mom’s laying to rest, meant everything to me, and was so unexpected (we had thought it would be “Row your boat” – for reasons I’ll share sometime).

A great version by Dan Hardin

The Karen Carpenter version that is Richelle’s favorite and was a hit in the 70s

Sing
Sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad
Sing of happy, not sad

Sing
Sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Don’t worry that it’s not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Sing
Sing a song

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La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

Sing
Sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad
Sing of happy, not sad

Sing
Sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Don’t worry that it’s not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Sing
Sing a song

And a great Tripod page Sing.