Play It Again, Sam" is an Emily Saliers song, written during her

sophomore year at Tulane, when she was "really depressed." She says

that it's a hopeful song... It just takes until the last line for

the hopefulness to appear.



Play It Again, Sam.



Well, we read best selling novels so we can talk between the lines

And we often close our eyes just to hide the dollar signs

And we're suddenly pretentious, and conform right with the stream

We're born and bred believers in the American Dream.



And we drink our whiskey straight, though we do not like the taste

And we dress in obligations, with a top hat show of haste

And we hinder our reactions as we measure what we say

Until someone starts to cry and the faces turn away, again.



Play it again, Sam, take it slow and easy

Sing about the land of the brave and the home of the free

And there's a man who will tip you better than you've gotten yet

If you play us a happy song and help us forget

Play it again, Sam.



Well, we'll donate to our charities to deduct our future taxes

And we flock to bars for drinking, though one never quite relaxes

And we'll compromise our standards if it means we'll get attention

And the things we need the most to say are the things we never

mention.



Play it again, Sam, take it slow and easy

Sing about the land of the brave and the home of the free

And there's a man who will tip you better than you've gotten yet

If you play us a happy song and help us forget

Play it again, Sam.



Now I know God is in His Heaven, though it's hard to keep in mind

When you're searching for relief, and hell is all you find

And I know that I'm a romantic, and I must seem a fool to say

But I know I'm going to see a few hands joined before my dying day.



Play it again, Sam, take it slow and easy

Sing about the land of the brave and the home of the free

And there's a man who will tip you better than you've gotten yet

If you play us a happy song and help us all forget

Play it again, Sam...

Play it again, Sam...

Play it again, Sam