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A song I've written, based on a phrase I've always used to give me courage. |
| This song is my life story really. I wrote the song and the tune is mine, it is sung by a lovely lady called Louise Spade, a singer songwriter in her own right here in Northampton, UK. When I was little, didnāt know just what to do, When I was nervous began my nails to chew, When I was shaking, beads of sweat upon my brow, Iād say āhere goes nothingā and do it anyhow. When I was sixteen Iād climb upon the stage, Nerves so bad, like a war inside did rage, Then Iād get a push, be told āgo and do it now,ā Iād say āhere goes nothingā and do it anyhow. āHere goes nothingā what have I got to lose? āHere goes nothingā to try I have to choose, āHere goes nothingā I'd say to ease the strain, āHere goes nothingā and I'd step up once again. Fright can come to you at any age, Fears trapped me, kept me locked inside a cage, I stopped doing, didnāt act, dance or sing, Scared Iād be laughed at, didn't do anything. A little older, why did I have to wait, Until time passed and it's almost too late? Why did I not listen to the words of that refrain? Know that if I failed I could always try again. 'Here goes nothingā if I'm made to look a fool, āHere goes nothingā comediennes are cool, āHere goes nothingā doubts crowd inside my head, I refuse to listen 'cos you're a long time dead. 'Here goes nothingā what have I got to lose? āHere goes nothingā to try I have to choose, āHere goes nothingā I say to ease the strain, āHere goes nothingā as I step up once again. 'Here goes nothing' and I step up once again! |