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Who We Are
05:21
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"Who We Are"
Words & Music by Michael B. Hicks
Michael B. Hicks Music, BMI © 2016
It's such a blessing to be who I am
I had to call my momma and I told her
Thank you, ma'am
See, her people made it to where I would have no choice
I was gon' have a wide nose and a decent singing voice
And even though my childhood sometimes seems to be a blur
I had to call my father and I told him, "Thank you, sir"
'Cause I love my brown eyes, even with imperfect sight
And this black hair of mine that curls up really tight
That's who I am, and that's more than OK
So I give thanks to those who made me this way
If you love you the way that I love me
When I call you beautiful, then I know you'll agree
That's who we are
My Grandma Ruby taught down at the school
Then on Sunday morning, she taught the Golden Rule
And as long as I remember, my Granddaddy wasn't ever thin
So he was overqualified to tell me that, Boy, food is yo' friend
See with my cousin Anthony, the fun would never stop
We share a love for basketball, he introduced me to hip-hop
Now the legacy continues, even though I'm grown
It lives in my baby brother, who's got a baby boy of his own
That's who I am, and that's more than OK
So I give thanks to those who made me this way
If you love you the way that I love me
When I call you beautiful, then I know you'll agree
That's who we are
When you think about it, we're really not the same
We should celebrate the differences, let go of the shame
Let me encourage and even challenge if I may
Let's take pride in who we are, lift our heads up and say
That's who we are, and that's more than OK
So we give thanks to those who made us this way
If you love you the way that I love me
When I call you beautiful, then I know you'll agree
That's who we are
We are who we are
We are who we are
We are who we are
We are who we are
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"Half Past Always"
Words and Music by Michael B. Hicks
Michael B. Hicks Music, BMI © 2018
Years of searching, hoping and then
Failing, loving again
Growing, praying, trusting God's plan
Working, now here we stand
No longer thinking, "maybe one day"
Now a forever's worth of Sundays
30 minutes past always
We'll stay
No longer waiting for "someday"
Even should time go away
Far beyond "old and gray"
We'll stay
Finding right in things that go wrong
Turning sorrows to songs
Fighting weakness to make us strong
Seeing strength all along
No longer thinking, "maybe one day"
Now a forever's worth of Sundays
30 minutes past always
We'll stay
No longer waiting for "someday"
Even should time go away
Just after forever, half past always
Straight through evermore
Everlastingly, eternally
You are mine, I am yours
No longer thinking, "maybe one day"
Now a forever's worth of Sundays
30 minutes past always
We'll stay
No longer waiting for "someday"
Even should time go away
Far beyond "old and gray"
We'll stay
Half past always, we'll stay
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Never Find Another
05:30
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Never Find Another
Words & Music by Michael B. Hicks
Michael B. Hicks Music, BMI © 2017
This goes out to my all time favorite preacher
My all time favorite Sunday School teacher
Who'd call my name out from the third bleacher
Whose belt was a hand extended when he couldn't reach us
Who'd drop me off inside of my school and then pick me up
Both when the day was over and later on when life got tough
Who'd sit with me and Kyle and laugh at the dumbest stuff
But always made sure we knew that we were smart enough
To not only bring home good grades (Straight As)
But to excel in each and every sport we played
To be bold enough to stand in front of the church and pray
He was the one who taught me to thoroughly clean my plate
And how to handle pressure gracefully and with poise
How to quiet my spirit amidst all the noise
He would share in the excitement of our favorite toys
Just to spend time with his boys--his pride and joys...
Even if I looked, I'd never find another
No need for me to try, I won't even bother
My biggest influence, yeah he's got that covered
And this man will always be more than just my father
The greatest inspiration I ever had
Ain't nobody quite like my dad
Because of him, I try hard to always be nice...like him, I find myself fighting sleep by Chewing ice...he taught me that success never comes without a price...to be bold Enough to go thrice if I should fail twice...he'd keep a close eye on me to see what Would be next...put me up on Billy Graham and on Malcolm X... Said life's a movie--let The Bible always be its text...guided me down life's highway, to avoid the wrecks...he Was a father to my friends in the neighborhood, cheering us on should he find us out Doing good...attending parent/teacher meetings like a daddy should...and if there was Ever a could, he most certainly would...the hobbies that we enjoy are one in the Same...Can't draw like him, but we both be on them bowling lanes...could count on Hearing him yell Chief! at my games...but the title of son still means more than any Name...
Even if I looked, I'd never find another
No need for me to try, I won't even bother
My biggest influence, yeah he's got that covered
And this man will always be more than just my father
The greatest inspiration I ever had
Ain't nobody quite like my dad
I think about this man each and every single day
I talk about him when my words seem to find a way
To express all the things that my heart prays
And if we were face up, this is what I'd say:
Dad, you're my hero and you'll always be
The very influence that kept me up off the streets
The organic earthy soul that flows through me
Is from the toil and soil of Clarksdale, Mississippi
Over time, I selfishly acted in my pride
My eyes wouldn't show the tears that my heart cried
I should've reached out--yeah man, I should've tried
For every time I said I was cool, simply put--I lied
And I'm sorry I disappeared without a trace
Except a text message to say Happy Father's Day
I'd run to the other father figures with haste
Thank God for them, but your presence couldn't be replaced
I've watched and I've learned from you since I was a little baby
Taught me I could never be too far for God to save me
So without a thought of if, possibly or maybe
I reached out to you and you forgave me
I'm not surprised, but overwhelmed that you did
World's best dad, you still have my bid
To this day, my all-time favorite kind of gig
Is the one where you're smiling saying, that's my kid
And that's why I still mimic the stuff you do
And I still want to you to design one of my tattoos
Either way, this is and will always be true
I always have and always will love you
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Miss Josie
06:50
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“Miss Josie”
Words & Music by Michael B. Hicks
Michael B. Hicks Music, BMI ©️2013
It's the story of Miss Josie
Early 1900s
No certificate of birth
So we say 19-0-something
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love
See, the south that she grew up in
Was oppressive, it was cruel
Fighting Jim Crow laws and rules
She would never finish school
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love
To endure a life of fighting
The cotton fields equipped her
She would pray to learn to real
Just so she could study Scriptures
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love
Working endlessly for years
Doing all that she was able
Keeping collard greens and cornbread
Sweet potatoes on the table
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love
While her kids were off at school
She'd get down on all fours
For little money cleaning toilets
For little change, scrubbing floors
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love
She would never go on welfare
But she would never lack
She would make clothes for her children
Out of fertilizer sacks
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love
She worked hard for her family
And she gave all that she had
Always reaching in that purse
Pulling out some peppermints and a little bit of cash
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love
See, those hands of hers would work
Cooking, cleaning everyday
So that the hands of her grandson
Could sit right here today and play
Miss Josie
Her's is a story of love
See her body would grow weary
Her spirit remained strong
And though my Lord called her home
Her legacy will live on
Miss Josie
Miss Josie
Miss Josie
You are my story of love
You are my story of love
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"Always There”
Words & Music by Michael B. Hicks
Michael B. Hicks Music, BMI ©️2018
Back in kindergarten
You held my hand
Helped me get homework started
When I didn't understand
And near our front door
Were little figurines
Whose skin looked like yours
It boosted my self-esteem
You let me hold your new baby
And I still carry that smile
I was hoping that maybe
We'd keep him for a while
We never had to wonder if your cared
There was support and joy for your baby boys
And a love that was always there
Your very touch could heal us
You were our own family nurse
You taught us all about Jesus
You made us go to church
Hearing gospel music
Playing through the house
Cleaning up, no excuses
Is what Saturdays were about
Thought you'd be off at three
But I heard you pull up at one
You'd open the door to see
None of our chores were done
We never had to wonder if you cared
There was teaching in the discipline
And a love that was always there
Always there
Always there
Always there
You stood up for me
When folks treated me wrong
You'd listen proudly
When I played you my songs
And if ever it seems
That you're on my nerves
By simply being
So very concerned
I want you to know
That's not the case
Those seeds that you've sown
Have not gone to waste
We never had to wonder if you cared
You instilled a pride with a faith inside
And a love that was always there
And if you ever wonder if I care
May the lessons learned, the love returned
The influence that I share, I share
Help my life to say, my heart convey
There's a love that is always there
Always there
Always there
Always there
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Mike Hicks Nashville, Tennessee
Mike Hicks is an unique blend of talent and humility rarely found in today’s emerging talent. As an artist, writer, and performer, Mike is revered as one of the best in the diverse Funk and Soul music scene in Nashville and beyond. Having toured with Keb Mo, Jonny Lang, Rascal Flatts, Lauren Daigle, Little Big Town and more, Mike's current focus is continuing to grow his own artistry. ... more
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