Sing Brave

I remember the first time I heard my own voice

It wasn't quite music, just a fumbling noise

The sound sneaking out in my very own words

Momma said was the prettiest song that she'd heard

Second grade homeroom, I remember it well

It was my turn to share for the class show-and-tell

I couldn't find something from my room to bring

Momma said, darlin', why don't you sing

Sing them a song you feel deep in your heart

Sing it with everything that you are

Sing ‘til your voice echoes all through the room

Pick a good one but whatever you do

Sing brave

Sing brave

My teenage soapbox was a gibson guitar

I played that old ax on the back of my car

There must have been thousands of songs hid inside

But I just kept diggin’ to see what I'd find

And his name was Jesus, I heard from a friend

Seemed all of my life I'd been looking for him

See my voice was changing

Now my heart was, too

This boy was singing a different tune

Now every night before I walk on stage

All of my butterflies just fly away (fly away)

‘Cause Jesus is listening, yeah, I know he's here

When love's in the room, you got nothing to fear

He says, sing me a song you feel deep in your heart

Sing it with everything that you are

Sing ‘til your voice dances all through the room

Pick a good one, but whatever you do

Sing brave

Sing brave

Sing brave (sing brave)

Sing brave