I Believe in You (Radio Version) - Amp Fiddler

Well I don't believe in superstars, In fancy food or foreign cars; That Hagen Dazs and motherhood Have done my body any good; That Elvis is alive and well; That courtesy has gone to hell; That kindness is in short supply; That little kids should have to die. But I believe in love. I believe in dreamers. I believe in miracles And I believe in you. Well, I don't believe virginity Is as common as it used to be; That left is wrong and right is right; That black is black and white is white; That the Beatles could be history, The sixties just a memory; That war will never go away; That Johnny Carson's had his day. But I believe in love. I believe in angels. I believe in Mom and Dad And I believe in you. I know with almost certainty What's going on with you and me Is a good thing. I know it's true. I believe in you. Now, I don't believe that heaven waits For only those who congregate. I like to think that God is love. He's down below, He's up above, And He's watching people everywhere. He knows who does and doesn't care. And I'm an ordinary girl Trying to make my way in this old world. And I believe in love. Yes, I believe in music. I believe in promises And I believe in you. Well, I know with almost certainty What's going on with you and me Is a good thing, a good thing. And I know it's true. I believe in you. You know, darlin', that I believe in love. Yes, I believe in dreamers. I believe in miracles And I believe in you. Woah-ho-ho-oh, baby, I believe. Yes, I believe. I believe in promises And I believe in you. Woah, come on, baby, say you believe in love. Say you believe in dreamin'. Believe in blue, blue skies, 'Cause I believe in you . . .

It all started nine years ago You sat to my left back in school The future showed itself to me The God in you, the God in me Stood together like two trees I was so shy to inquire If you would like tea sometime But then in my Mercury Hand on hand, hand on knee, mercy, mercy, mercy me Hand on hand, hand on knee, mercy, mercy And I believe in love to be the center of all things And I believe in love to be the way And I believe in love to be the center of all things And I believe in love to be the way To find our inner light I saw a vision where we Were opening presents Christmas Day But we were not all alone The wedding was shotgun We had a daughter and a son So how cruel to realize You had a woman all the time, umm hmm My love burns bright as the sun The clouds may come, the clouds may go And I'll still be here at your door The clouds may come, the clouds may go And I'll still be here And I believe in love to be the center of all things And I believe in love to be the way And I believe in love to be the center of all things And I believe in love to be the way Thank you for waiting through my lovers Knowing we could come home to each other Yes, I have waited through these winters My true love was waiting here, yeah And I believe in love to be the center of all things And I believe in love to be the way And I believe in love to be the center of all things And I believe in love to be the way And I believe in love, love, love, I believe in love I'll go on lovin', I'll go on lovin', I believe in love Love yes love, love, I believe in love And I believe in love, love, love, yeah yeah Love, love, love

I might try something... I was wayward in the river Lost at sea Staring at the mirror Trying to recognise me I was clinging onto fairytales Living make believe Waiting for Princess Charming To come and rescue me Life's so simple If you let yourself go Have another drink on me And let the good times flow Life's so simple If you let yourself go Have another drink on me And let the good times flow Hitched a ride to paradise And arrived in the hill Left behind my nine to five For a chance to fulfil When the emptiness still lingers on Like a shadow on my tail Keep my head up in the clouds 'Cause I won't be bound to no cell Life's so simple If you let yourself go Have another drink on me And let the good times flow Life's so simple If you let yourself go Have another drink on me And let the good times flow Life's so simple If you let yourself go Have another drink on me And let the good times flow Life's so simple If you let yourself go Have another drink on me And let the good times flow

A fiddler on the roof Sounds crazy, no? But in our little village of Anatevka You might say every one of us Is a fiddler on the roof Trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune Without breaking his neck It isn't easy You may ask, why do we stay up there if it's so dangerous? We stay because Anatevka is our home And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you! In one word Tradition! Tradition, tradition! Tradition! Tradition, tradition! Tradition! Because of our traditions We've kept our balance for many, many years Here in Anatevka we have traditions for everything How to eat, how to sleep, how to wear clothes For instance, we always keep our heads covered And always wear a little prayer shawl This shows our constant devotion to God You may ask, how did this tradition start? I'll tell you I don't know! But it's a tradition! (Hey!) Because of our traditions Everyone knows who he is And what God expects him to do Who, day and night, must scramble for a living Feed a wife and children, say his daily prayers? And who has the right, as master of the house To have the final word at home? The Papa The Papa! Tradition! The Papa The Papa! Tradition! Who must know the way to make a proper home A quiet home A kosher home? Who must raise the family and run the home So Papa's free to read the holy book? The Mama The Mama! Tradition! The Mama The Mama! Tradition! At three, I started Hebrew school At ten, I learned a trade I hear they've picked a bride for me I hope She's pretty! The sons The sons! Tradition! The sons The sons! Tradition! And who does Mama teach To mend and tend and fix Preparing me to marry whoever Papa picks? The daughters The daughters! (I have five daughters!) Tradition! The daughters The daughters! Tradition! (ALL VERSES REPEAT - LAYERED) The papa! The mama! The sons! The daughters! Tradition! The papa (mama) (sons) (daughters)! The papa (mama) (sons) (daughters)! Tradition! And in the circle of our little village We've always had our special types For instance, Yente the matchmaker Avram, I have a perfect match for your son, a wonderful girl! Who is it? Rachul, the shoemakers daughter Ugh, Rachul, but she can hardly see, she's almost blind! Tell the truth, Avram: is your son so much to look at? The way she sees, and the way he looks, it's a perfect match! And Reb Nachem, the beggar (Alms for the poor, alms for the poor!) Here, Reb Nachem, is one kopek One kopek? Last week you gave me two kopeks I had a bad week So if you had a bad week, why should I suffer? And most important, our beloved Rabbi Rabbi! May I ask you a question? Certainly, my son Is there a proper blessing for the Czar? A blessing for the Czar, of course! May God bless and keep the Czar... far away from us! Dai-dai-dai-dai! Dai-dai-dai-dai! Dai-dai-dai-dai, dai-dai-dai-dai-dai! Dai-dai-dai-dai! Dai-dai-dai-dai! Dai-dai-dai-dai, dai-dai-dai-dai-dai! Then there are the others in our village They have a much bigger circle His honor the constable, his honor the priest His honor the ... many others We don't bother them And so far, they don't bother us And among ourselves, we get along perfectly well Of course, there was the time when he sold him a horse And he delivered a mule But that's all settled now! Now we live in simple peace and harmony (It was a horse) (It was a mule) (It was a horse!) (It was a mule!) (How many times are we gonna go over this? It was a—) Horse! Mule! Horse! Mule! Horse! Mule! Horse! Mule! Tradition Tradition! Tradition! Tradition! Tradition! Tradition! Tradition Without our traditions Our lives would be as shaky as... As... As a fiddler on the roof!