I have found a funny little gene that has been passed down from Hubby to The Little Man. It's got nothing to do with the dark eyes, a weird earlobe, or if he can or cannot roll his tongue. No, this gene has to do with being able to sing song lyrics correctly. Hubby is the worst at singing the right words to songs. I honestly think he doesn't even try sometimes. In his defense, music just really isn't his thing. I, on the other hand, love music. Can't sing to save my life, but love music. I know so many song lyrics it frightens me. Over the past week or so I have heard some pretty funny lyrics coming from The Little Man.
It started off pretty small with the "Rain, Rain Go Away". The original version goes like this:
Rain, rain, go away
Come again some other day
We want to go outside and play
Come again some other day
The Little Man prefers this version:
Rain, rain go away
Come a day another time...
We have tried and tried to correct it, and he just cannot sing it right. I have decided that it is now officially too cute to correct, and have changed the way I sing the song to this new version.
Now for something from the radio, "Blessed Be the Name" by Tree 63. The lyrics are:
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your glorious name
The Little Man is singing:
Blessed by the name of the Lord
Blessed by your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be the holiest brain
His brain is holy indeed.
Our last sample is the song Live Out Loud by Steven Curtis Chapman. The lyrics are:
Wake the neighbors
Get the word out
Come on, crank up the music, climb a mountain and shout
This is life we've been given, made to be lived out
So, la, la, la, la, live out loud.
The Little Man's Version has been slightly influenced by what he is currently very interested in:
Shoot your laser
Shoot it all out...
Yes, we still LOVE the "Lipe Sabers"
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