Let It Go! Let It Go! Let It Go!
It’s sing-along time, and time for a little silliness (silliness is under-rated). It’s also time to reveal that I am no song lyricist. Oh well.
The lyrics below are sung to the tune of Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow (with apologies to Sammy Cahn).
I’ve even provided the music! So click the link below that turns on the music and then sing the whole thing through twice! Go ahead; you know you want to.
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Oh people can be quite frightful,
And truly not delightful,
But I can accept it so,
Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!When they show no sign of stopping,
And my cork is near to popping,
I need to get in the flow,
Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!When I see that I’ve been an ass,
I can happily give up the fight,
When I’ve simply run out of gas,
I just don’t care to be right.Then my ire goes quickly dying,
And, my friend, there’s no goodbying,
So I shouldn’t forget I know,
Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!
Let it go!
Yes; it’s corny. But it’s also fun. Sing!
Okay, I’m printing this and putting it up somewhere I can see it all the time! A cheery way to start the week.
Wow! A rave review moments after publishing my first lyric. Thanks!
Uh…that was a rave review, right?
This is SOOO much cheaper than other forms of psychotherapy! Thank you, Dick.
Geetali and Dan, fess up. Did you turn on the music and sing it or not?
Fess up?! You are asking me that?
Of course I turned on the music and sang. I just sang very, very softly. Like in my head softly.
Is there an agenda here, Dick? You are making this post really hard to let go of.
Wow, this really is turning into psychotherapy.
“You are making this post really hard to let go of.”
Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!
Ah, Dick, this was awesome. I turned the music on and sang and was laughing half way through. Just what I needed.
“Just what I needed.”
I’m happy to be of service Rinatta.
I turned on the music and sang along loudly – with more enthusiasm than skill, I confess
p.s. it *was* a rave review.
Gee…a rave review, “awesome”, “just what I needed”, “cheaper than psychotherapy”, “enthusiasm” — I’m humbled
Oh, VERY fun! I used to have a musical jack in the box on my desk that I would open whenever I got a “tough customer” on the phone.
I must have worn it out! Now I will just come visit this post! HA!