Simcha On My Feet
v4
@Butzi
Simcha On My Feet
v4
@Butzi
Dalszöveg
[Verse 1]
I came in with dust on my shoes
And a heart that’s been through the news
But you said, “Come sit by me”
Now the room feels wide and free
The plates are full, the tables lean
Your laugh cuts clean through the scene
I had a heavy day to wear
You made it lighter in the air
[Pre-Chorus]
Lift me up, lift me higher
Tie my steps to fire
Every face begins to glow
When the joy starts to grow
[Chorus]
Simcha on my feet
Simcha in the street
(hey, hey)
Simcha on my feet
Everybody sing with me
Spin me round tonight
Make the dark feel light
(oh, oh)
Simcha on my feet
And I’m never sitting still
[Verse 2]
Grandpa taps his cane in time
Little kids run the line
Someone shouts, “Now bring it back!”
And the whole place jumps in black
Your hand in mine, no words at all
We rise together when we fall
The sweetest kind of trouble comes
When the whole room beats as one
[Pre-Chorus]
Lift me up, lift me higher
Tie my steps to fire
Every face begins to glow
When the joy starts to grow
[Chorus]
Simcha on my feet
Simcha in the street
(hey, hey)
Simcha on my feet
Everybody sing with me
Spin me round tonight
Make the dark feel light
(oh, oh)
Simcha on my feet
And I’m never sitting still
[Bridge]
Bring the loud, bring the gold
Let the good times overflow
One more shout, one more cheer
Keep the happiness right here
[Final Chorus]
Simcha on my feet
Simcha in the street
(hey, hey)
Simcha on my feet
Everybody sing with me
Spin me round tonight
Make the dark feel light
(oh, oh)
Simcha on my feet
And I’m never sitting still
I came in with dust on my shoes
And a heart that’s been through the news
But you said, “Come sit by me”
Now the room feels wide and free
The plates are full, the tables lean
Your laugh cuts clean through the scene
I had a heavy day to wear
You made it lighter in the air
[Pre-Chorus]
Lift me up, lift me higher
Tie my steps to fire
Every face begins to glow
When the joy starts to grow
[Chorus]
Simcha on my feet
Simcha in the street
(hey, hey)
Simcha on my feet
Everybody sing with me
Spin me round tonight
Make the dark feel light
(oh, oh)
Simcha on my feet
And I’m never sitting still
[Verse 2]
Grandpa taps his cane in time
Little kids run the line
Someone shouts, “Now bring it back!”
And the whole place jumps in black
Your hand in mine, no words at all
We rise together when we fall
The sweetest kind of trouble comes
When the whole room beats as one
[Pre-Chorus]
Lift me up, lift me higher
Tie my steps to fire
Every face begins to glow
When the joy starts to grow
[Chorus]
Simcha on my feet
Simcha in the street
(hey, hey)
Simcha on my feet
Everybody sing with me
Spin me round tonight
Make the dark feel light
(oh, oh)
Simcha on my feet
And I’m never sitting still
[Bridge]
Bring the loud, bring the gold
Let the good times overflow
One more shout, one more cheer
Keep the happiness right here
[Final Chorus]
Simcha on my feet
Simcha in the street
(hey, hey)
Simcha on my feet
Everybody sing with me
Spin me round tonight
Make the dark feel light
(oh, oh)
Simcha on my feet
And I’m never sitting still
A zene stílusa
Hasidic wedding pop with brisk 6/8 bounce, clarinet flourishes over driving handclaps and lively accordion; verse stays nimble and percussive, pre-chorus lifts with stacked male harmonies and a rising tambourine roll, chorus opens into gang vocals and a call-and-response chant. Vocal lead is bright and ornamented with scoops, doubles on key phrases, and short ad-lib shouts. Ear candy: violin turns between lines, a cymbal swell into each chorus, and a brief clap break before the final lift. Mix is glossy, wide, and festive with punchy low end.
