Rooted in the Riverline (Blues & Gospel Choir)
Down by the riverline, where the old songs rise,
I hear the voices of my people beneath those Southern skies.
They whisper through the cotton fields,
they speak in broken rhyme—
Saying: “Child, without your roots, you drift with every tide.”
I walked so far from home,
thought freedom meant to roam—
But a heart without tradition
is a heart that stands alone.
Lead: Hold me steady, Lord—
Choir: Tradition keeps me strong!
Lead: Let the culture be my anchor—
Choir: The place where souls belong!
Lead: Roots deep in the soil—
Choir: Faith makes the spirit whole!
Lead + Choir:
Only the one who’s grounded
can walk with a steady soul.
My grandma’s Bible open, pages weathered thin,
She said: “A man without his history
is a stranger in his skin.”
Now every hymn she taught me
comes alive again tonight,
Guiding me like lanterns
in the long and troubled night.
Storms will shake the branches,
winds will bend the tree—
But the one who knows his roots
stands firm in destiny.
Lead: Hold me steady, Lord—
Choir: Tradition keeps me strong!
Lead: Let the culture be my anchor—
Choir: The place where souls belong!
Lead: Roots deep in the soil—
Choir: Faith makes the spirit whole!
Lead + Choir:
Only the one who’s grounded
can walk with a steady soul.
Lead: Where do we come from?
Choir: From the stories of old.
Lead: Where do we stand now?
Choir: Where the faith keeps hold.
Lead: Where are we going?
Choir: To the light above.
Lead + Choir:
Tradition is the compass—
and the path is made of love.
Lead: Hold me steady, Lord—
Choir: Tradition keeps me strong!
Lead: Culture is my lifeline—
Choir: The rhythm I belong!
Lead: Roots deep in the river—
Choir: Flowing to my soul!
Lead + Choir:
A rooted heart is a living heart—
and faith will make it whole.
Mmmh… down by the riverline,
I found my way back home…
Where faith and tradition
give a man his solid stone.
S.
Song: https://www.ganjingworld.com/s/prQeXMeK29