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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>I Wrote A Hit Song!</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/</link><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/IWroteAHitSong" /><description>&lt;img src="http://www.songwritingforkids.com/images/yellowstar.gif"&gt;  Great Songs by Creative Kids &lt;img src="http://www.songwritingforkids.com/images/yellowstar.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Official Winners of the &lt;a href="http://www.songwritingforkids.com"&gt;www.SongwritingForKids.com&lt;/a&gt; contests</description><language>en</language><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</managingEditor><lastBuildDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 05:28:55 PDT</lastBuildDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/">18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="iwroteahitsong" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle> Great Songs by Creative Kids Official Winners of the www.SongwritingForKids.com contests</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary> Great Songs by Creative Kids Official Winners of the www.SongwritingForKids.com contests</itunes:summary><item><title>Perfect Shade of Blue: Eleanor, age 12</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2011/05/perfect-shade-of-blue-eleanor-age-12.html</link><category>perfect shade of blue</category><category>age 12</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>eleanor</category><category>minnesota</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2011 07:17:38 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-3216588439878211971</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eleanor from St. Paul, Minnesota sent in  this song. Have you ever had the realization that something wonderful you'd been looking for has been right in front of your very eyes? Perhaps it was something or someone you barely noticed or appreciated. Or used to appreciate but forgot. How could you have missed it? Eleanor does a terrific job of capturing that feeling of amazement and wonder. "In the days I didn't notice you/ Were your eyes this perfect shade of blue?" Congratulations, Eleanor...you wrote a hit song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_2098546938"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;postID=3216588439878211971"&gt;Post a comment for Eleanor and let her know how much you like her song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Perfect Shade of Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by Eleanor, age 12&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes perfect&lt;br /&gt;
Is just pretending that everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;
Even when it's not.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes magic&lt;br /&gt;
Is what happens while you look the other way.&lt;br /&gt;
I guess I just forgot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I never thought&lt;br /&gt;
That there could be a perfect day until today.&lt;br /&gt;
I never dreamed it would be me that changed.&lt;br /&gt;
I guess I only needed rearranging.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now there's magic in every step I take.&lt;br /&gt;
Now there's beauty in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;
In the days I didn't notice you&lt;br /&gt;
Were your eyes this perfect shade of blue?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes perfect&lt;br /&gt;
My face was always put on for a show&lt;br /&gt;
And crying made it run.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes frightened&lt;br /&gt;
But I never let the pretty people know&lt;br /&gt;
I wasn't having fun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Did you always&lt;br /&gt;
See the world this way?&lt;br /&gt;
Did you ever&lt;br /&gt;
Wonder whether I would turn around someday?&lt;br /&gt;
Did you stand there&lt;br /&gt;
Waiting patiently?&lt;br /&gt;
Knowing if you waited I would see.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I never thought&lt;br /&gt;
That there could be a perfect day--until today.&lt;br /&gt;
I never dreamed it would be me that changed.&lt;br /&gt;
I guess I only needed rearranging.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now there's magic in every step I take.&lt;br /&gt;
Now there's beauty in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;
In the days I didn't notice you&lt;br /&gt;
Were your eyes this perfect shade of blue?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes perfect&lt;br /&gt;
Is just pretending that everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;
Even when it's not.&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes magic&lt;br /&gt;
Is what happens while you look the other way.&lt;br /&gt;
I guess I just forgot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-3216588439878211971?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/pkS9tqJEMfk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-27T10:17:38.929-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><title>Together Make It More: Charlotte, age 12</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2011/02/together-make-it-more-charlotte-age-12.html</link><category>age 12</category><category>illinois</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>together make it more</category><category>charlotte</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2011 06:53:26 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-5434812174576546580</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charlotte from Lombard, Illinois sent in  this song. I love how she uses specific images in the chorus to illustrate her theme of togetherness. She shows us vividly that by working together, we can accomplish so much more than we could on our own. You can't have a chord without individual notes, you can't have "we" without "you and I." Just look at the beautiful way she describes that: "And just like a note/Finds its soul in a chord/We take what we have/And together make it more."  Congratulations, Charlotte...you wrote a hit song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_2098546938"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=5434812174576546580"&gt;Post a comment for Charlotte and let her know how much you like her song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Together Make it More&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Charlotte, age 12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When we stand by ourselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And go it alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We can accomplish alot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it’s sometimes a lonely road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are things in this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That just seem much better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you take simple things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and combine them together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we don’t have a sky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There can’t be a we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we don’t have a you and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just like a note&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finds its soul in a chord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We take what we have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And together make it more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend to lend a hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for a job well done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For these things to occur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You must have more than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend to watch your back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teachers grow your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alone these things can’t be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They just exist when combined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we don’t have a sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There can’t be a we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we don’t have a you and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just like a note&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finds its soul in a chord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we take what we have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And together make it more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bridge:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T. E. A. M. that Spells Team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because together everyone achieves more; and that means&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you work together, it turns out better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then everything’s O.K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there is no I in team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we don’t have a sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There can’t be a we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we don’t have a you and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just like a note&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finds its soul in a chord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we take what we have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And together make it more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-5434812174576546580?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/I__W2AwIzEY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-27T09:53:26.873-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><enclosure url="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3523697345-audio-player.swf" length="69736" type="application/x-shockwave-flash; charset=UTF-8" /><media:content url="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3523697345-audio-player.swf" fileSize="69736" type="application/x-shockwave-flash; charset=UTF-8" /><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>Charlotte from Lombard, Illinois sent in this song. I love how she uses specific images in the chorus to illustrate her theme of togetherness. She shows us vividly that by working together, we can accomplish so much more than we could on our own. You can'</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>Charlotte from Lombard, Illinois sent in this song. I love how she uses specific images in the chorus to illustrate her theme of togetherness. She shows us vividly that by working together, we can accomplish so much more than we could on our own. You can't have a chord without individual notes, you can't have "we" without "you and I." Just look at the beautiful way she describes that: "And just like a note/Finds its soul in a chord/We take what we have/And together make it more." Congratulations, Charlotte...you wrote a hit song! Post a comment for Charlotte and let her know how much you like her song. Together Make it MoreBy Charlotte, age 12 When we stand by ourselvesAnd go it aloneWe can accomplish alotBut it’s sometimes a lonely roadThere are things in this lifeThat just seem much betterWhen you take simple thingsand combine them together Chorus: What is the sunIf we don’t have a sky?There can’t be a weIf we don’t have a you and IAnd just like a noteFinds its soul in a chordWe take what we haveAnd together make it more A friend to lend a handThanks for a job well doneFor these things to occurYou must have more than oneA friend to watch your backteachers grow your mindAlone these things can’t beThey just exist when combined. Chorus:What is the sunIf we don’t have a skyThere can’t be a weIf we don’t have a you and IAnd just like a noteFinds its soul in a chordwe take what we haveAnd together make it more Bridge:T. E. A. M. that Spells TeamBecause together everyone achieves more; and that meansWhen you work together, it turns out betterThen everything’s O.KAnd there is no I in team Chorus:What is the sunIf we don’t have a skyThere can’t be a weIf we don’t have a you and IAnd just like a noteFinds its soul in a chordwe take what we haveAnd together make it more</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>age 12, illinois, i wrote a hit song, together make it more, charlotte</itunes:keywords></item><item><title>Believe: Hannah, age 10</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2010/11/believe-hannah-age-10.html</link><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>utah</category><category>hannah</category><category>age 10</category><category>Believe</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2010 13:13:17 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-1819016620090660220</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hannah from Nibley, Utah sent in this song, and it's the first time we've ever had an instrumental composition win the I Wrote a Hit Song! Contest. I think it's beautiful, don't you? The melodies and changes throughout the song are just lovely. Hannah said she wrote the song as a dramatic piano piece and that the song "helps me believe." It certainly is uplifting. Congratulations, Hannah...you wrote a hit song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_2098546938"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=1819016620090660220"&gt;Post a comment for Hannah and let her know how much you like her song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by Hannah, age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed flashvars="audioUrl=http://www.songwritingforkids.com/publicfiles/Believe_Hannah.mp3" height="27" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="best" src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3523697345-audio-player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-1819016620090660220?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/tWkKJmDDVFA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-12T16:13:17.673-05:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total><enclosure url="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3523697345-audio-player.swf" length="69736" type="application/x-shockwave-flash; charset=UTF-8" /><media:content url="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3523697345-audio-player.swf" fileSize="69736" type="application/x-shockwave-flash; charset=UTF-8" /><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>Hannah from Nibley, Utah sent in this song, and it's the first time we've ever had an instrumental composition win the I Wrote a Hit Song! Contest. I think it's beautiful, don't you? The melodies and changes throughout the song are just lovely. Hannah sai</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>Hannah from Nibley, Utah sent in this song, and it's the first time we've ever had an instrumental composition win the I Wrote a Hit Song! Contest. I think it's beautiful, don't you? The melodies and changes throughout the song are just lovely. Hannah said she wrote the song as a dramatic piano piece and that the song "helps me believe." It certainly is uplifting. Congratulations, Hannah...you wrote a hit song! Post a comment for Hannah and let her know how much you like her song. Believe by Hannah, age 10 </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>i wrote a hit song, utah, hannah, age 10, Believe</itunes:keywords></item><item><title>When A Bluejay Dies by Lucy, age 9</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-bluejay-dies-by-lucy-age-9.html</link><category>maine</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>when a bluejay dies</category><category>lucy</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>age 9</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2010 12:06:49 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-1362803430019116365</guid><description>&lt;i&gt;Lucy from Woolwich, Maine sent in this song, and I love how she uses the image of a bluejay to sing about life and death...a natural process we all have to deal with. My favorite line is "Bluejays die but rock alive!" It's a great line because it celebrates the bluejay and reminds us that even though we might lose someone we love, we can remember and celebrate their life. Great work, Lucy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_33470779"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=1362803430019116365&amp;amp;pli=1"&gt;Post  a comment for Lucy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;When a  Blue jay Dies &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by Lucy, age 9&lt;br /&gt;
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When a Blue jay dies [2x] &lt;br /&gt;
It’s a hard thing but it is a part of nature growth&lt;br /&gt;
I wish I could change it but I cannot change it at all&lt;br /&gt;
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When a Blue jay dies [2x] &lt;br /&gt;
It is a part of nature but I just can’t change it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They feed at the feeder all winter long. They feel like my feathery&lt;br /&gt;
Friends. It’s hard to loose a friend that is so graceful and blue. Blue jays, baby I LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;
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When a Blue jay dies [2x]&lt;br /&gt;
It is a part of nature but I just can’t change it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blue jays die but rock alive. This is their life and how it&lt;br /&gt;
Works!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-1362803430019116365?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/caRfptDRl1c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-30T15:06:49.153-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><title>Heroes by Jourdyn, age 10</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2010/02/heroes-by-jourdyn-age-10.html</link><category>jourdyn</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>ohio</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>age 10</category><category>heroes</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 04:49:46 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-6536562643966628214</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy, are the kids in &lt;a href="http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/search/label/ohio"&gt;Ohio&lt;/a&gt; a creative bunch or what? I even heard that some of them have started their own songwriting group, which is such a cool idea!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jourdyn from Renoldsburg, Ohio sent in this song and I think it has a killer chorus.   I like the idea of fighting the villains inside you, and I love the image of the hero busting in and knocking down those doors (with a great drumbeat in the background!) Congratulations, Jourdyn...you wrote a hit song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=6536562643966628214"&gt;Post a comment for Jourdyn!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Jourdyn, age 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're undeniable, indestructible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and invisible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like you can't control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the villain that's inside of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you so that's where the Heroes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;come in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can fly through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;walls, you can knock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;down doors and you can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;save me yeah, oh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to catch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that villain again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;again, and again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;through walls, you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can knock down doors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you can save me yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're undeniable,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;indestructible and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;invisible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't control that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;villain inside of you so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's where the Heroes come in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;through walls, you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can knock down doors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you can save me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, oh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-6536562643966628214?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/35gYgowfKCE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-17T07:49:46.464-05:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><title>Time Will Fly: Romany, age 10</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-will-fly-romany-age-10.html</link><category>romany</category><category>australia</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>time will fly</category><category>age 10</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2010 17:25:32 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-5763447515619441189</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romany from Queensland, Australia sent in this song complete with an audio file that she created. You'll hear Romany singing all the vocals and playing piano, too! Her 15 year old brother did the recording at home. I think it turned out great, don't you? I absolutely love the first line of this chorus..."Time will fly, and tears will dry"...how excellent is that? Congratulations, Romany...you wrote a hit song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=5763447515619441189"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=5763447515619441189"&gt;Post a comment for Romany and let her know how much you like her song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time Will Fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by Romany, age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3523697345-audio-player.swf" flashvars="audioUrl=http://www.songwritingforkids.com/publicfiles/Time_Will_Fly.mp3" width="400" height="27" quality="best" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I can see people living on the land&lt;br /&gt;
The rain won’t come so the rivers turn to sand&lt;br /&gt;
The cattle are starving and the crops are dying now&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pre-chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The farmers look to God and say how,&lt;br /&gt;
How will we get through this?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Time will fly and tears will dry&lt;br /&gt;
The rain will fall, the grass will grow&lt;br /&gt;
The farmers then, will reap what they sow&lt;br /&gt;
Time will fly&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I can see homes burning in the fire&lt;br /&gt;
The smoke and flames getting higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;
The horses are running, and the kids are crying now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pre-chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The families look to God and say how,&lt;br /&gt;
How will we get through this?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Time will fly and tears will dry&lt;br /&gt;
The rain will fall, the trees will grow&lt;br /&gt;
The families then will make their way home&lt;br /&gt;
Time will fly&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Verse 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I can see floods flowing over roads&lt;br /&gt;
The trucker’s sitting there wondering where to go&lt;br /&gt;
The clouds are black and heavy and the river’s rising now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pre-chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The people look to God and say how,&lt;br /&gt;
How will we get through this?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Time will fly and tears will dry&lt;br /&gt;
The roads will clear, the clouds will go&lt;br /&gt;
They’re happy now because they know&lt;br /&gt;
Time will fly&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Time will fly and tears will dry&lt;br /&gt;
The roads will clear, the clouds will go&lt;br /&gt;
They’re happy now because they know&lt;br /&gt;
Time will fly, time will fly, time will fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-5763447515619441189?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/Hlv63ijwwyM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><enclosure url="http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/8/19/2548974/TimeWillFly.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg" /><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-28T20:25:32.801-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total><media:content url="http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/8/19/2548974/TimeWillFly.mp3" type="audio/mpeg" /><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>Romany from Queensland, Australia sent in this song complete with an audio file that she created. You'll hear Romany singing all the vocals and playing piano, too! Her 15 year old brother did the recording at home. I think it turned out great, don't you? </itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>Romany from Queensland, Australia sent in this song complete with an audio file that she created. You'll hear Romany singing all the vocals and playing piano, too! Her 15 year old brother did the recording at home. I think it turned out great, don't you? I absolutely love the first line of this chorus..."Time will fly, and tears will dry"...how excellent is that? Congratulations, Romany...you wrote a hit song! Post a comment for Romany and let her know how much you like her song. Time Will Fly by Romany, age 10 Verse 1 I can see people living on the land The rain won’t come so the rivers turn to sand The cattle are starving and the crops are dying now Pre-chorus The farmers look to God and say how, How will we get through this? Chorus Time will fly and tears will dry The rain will fall, the grass will grow The farmers then, will reap what they sow Time will fly Verse 2 I can see homes burning in the fire The smoke and flames getting higher and higher The horses are running, and the kids are crying now Pre-chorus The families look to God and say how, How will we get through this? Chorus Time will fly and tears will dry The rain will fall, the trees will grow The families then will make their way home Time will fly Verse 3 I can see floods flowing over roads The trucker’s sitting there wondering where to go The clouds are black and heavy and the river’s rising now Pre-chorus The people look to God and say how, How will we get through this? Chorus Time will fly and tears will dry The roads will clear, the clouds will go They’re happy now because they know Time will fly Time will fly and tears will dry The roads will clear, the clouds will go They’re happy now because they know Time will fly, time will fly, time will fly.</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>romany, australia, i wrote a hit song, time will fly, age 10</itunes:keywords></item><item><title>Once Upon a Time: Chloe, age 10</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-upon-time-chloe-age-10.html</link><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>ohio</category><category>chloe</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>age 10</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 07:45:06 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-5015407095398465976</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chloe from Renoldsburg, Ohio sent in this song (our second winner from Ohio...you guys are creative in that state!) Songwriters often use a traditional or common turn of phrase to make a song sound catchy and familiar...Chloe does this very nicely with the phrase "once upon a time." I also like her line "too real to be true."   Congratulations, Chloe...you wrote a hit song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=5015407095398465976"&gt;Post a comment for Chloe and let her know how much you like her song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once Upon a Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by Chloe, age 10&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time I forget my line and&lt;br /&gt;
Wished it never happened&lt;br /&gt;
Every dream, every once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;
You'll only find it way up high in the sky&lt;br /&gt;
Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time a dream will come true&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time a story will be told&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time true love comes&lt;br /&gt;
Too real to be true, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time a dream will come true&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time a story will be told&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time true love comes&lt;br /&gt;
Too real to be true, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Don't think it will happen to you for real&lt;br /&gt;
Oh all you gotta do is hope, yeah&lt;br /&gt;
Just hope for the best, yeah&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time a dream will come true&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time a story will be told&lt;br /&gt;
Once upon a time true love comes&lt;br /&gt;
Too real to be true, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just dream once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;
And calm yourself down&lt;br /&gt;
Do it once upon a time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-5015407095398465976?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/dT8AoUMYAto" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-16T10:45:06.897-05:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total></item><item><title>Someone Else: Lorenzo age 8</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2009/01/someone-else-lorenzo-age-8.html</link><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>ohio</category><category>lorenzo</category><category>someone else</category><category>age 8</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 07:38:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-3457941074556850093</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I received this song from Lorenzo in Westerville, Ohio. I especially like the line "Time to say goodbye to the before girl." It's a perfect, simple, catchy way to describe letting go of the past.  Congratulations, Lorenzo...you wrote a hit song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=3457941074556850093"&gt;Post a comment for Lorenzo and let him know how much you like his song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone Else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by Lorenzo, age 8&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Someone else&lt;br /&gt;
My love you see, How can this be?&lt;br /&gt;
This girl who is she is a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;
I found a girl who understands me.&lt;br /&gt;
Time to say goodbye to the before girl.&lt;br /&gt;
Someone else out there,&lt;br /&gt;
Someone else out there.&lt;br /&gt;
Time to say goodbye to the before girl.&lt;br /&gt;
I know she said it.&lt;br /&gt;
She didn't care about me.&lt;br /&gt;
Someone else out there.&lt;br /&gt;
I know someone cares about me.&lt;br /&gt;
I know someone understands.&lt;br /&gt;
Don't cry.  I'm here to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;
Trying  to make you the best you can be.&lt;br /&gt;
Don't you see?&lt;br /&gt;
Someone else out there.&lt;br /&gt;
I know someone's out there caring about me.&lt;br /&gt;
Someone else out there for me.&lt;br /&gt;
Someone.  Someone.  Someone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-3457941074556850093?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/Su6QtQMkbcs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-16T10:38:00.990-05:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>When I Hear Love Calling: Lauren, age 7</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-i-hear-love-calling-lauren-age-7.html</link><category>lauren</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>age 7</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>kentucky</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 07:37:47 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-5971103579898128811</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I received this song from Lauren in Louisville, KY, and the rhymes made me smile immediately. There are some great &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slant rhymes&lt;/span&gt; (words that sound the same but don't exactly rhyme) in this song: "twister" and "whisper," "Disney" and "fizzy." Fantastic! And the theme is universal--trying to get to know more about someone you have a connection with. Congratulations, Lauren...you wrote a hit song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=5971103579898128811"&gt;Post a comment for Lauren and let her know how much you like her song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I Hear Love Calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by Lauren, age 7&lt;br /&gt;
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When I hear are love calling I know its coming through, but the one thing I dont know is about you....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Are your eyes blue, is your hair brown, what's your favorite corlor, whats your favorite sound?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is your music rock, pop.. or hiphop?  Is your game sorry or twister. Do you talk loud or wisper?&lt;br /&gt;
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Is your favorite show hannah montana or suite life, do you have a rude life or a polite life?&lt;br /&gt;
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Is your favorite food cherries or grapes, do you have a window and drapes?&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you like Nickeloden or Disney... do you like your drinks flat or fizzy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-5971103579898128811?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/KuAHoB83igo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-16T10:37:47.775-05:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></item><item><title>Aligator: Ketty, Age 9</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2008/06/aligator-ketty-age-9.html</link><category>aligator</category><category>maine</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>ketty</category><category>age 9</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 07:37:33 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-6565101861304285097</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ketty from Brunswick, Maine submitted these fun song lyrics, plus the sheet music for the tune. I love how the music for the alligator moves steadily along, but the hippo moves so slowly...all those long half and whole notes. And then the music gets really fast when she sings "there's a mass of you." If I was about to tell a gigantic hippo I thought he was overweight, I'd sing it fast too...and run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=6565101861304285097"&gt;Post a comment for Ketty and let her know how much you enjoyed "Aligator."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BWVz3F9xiAM/SFqeiC-ODrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/kXMz_1GR-AY/s1600-h/KettySong.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BWVz3F9xiAM/SFqeiC-ODrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/kXMz_1GR-AY/s400/KettySong.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213653826385350322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aligator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By Ketty, age 9&lt;br /&gt;
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Aligator Aligator see me&lt;br /&gt;
Aligator Aligator don't eat me&lt;br /&gt;
Hippo Hippo eat some grass&lt;br /&gt;
Hippo Hippo there's a mass of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-6565101861304285097?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/mdzWAQz8jkM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-16T10:37:33.946-05:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BWVz3F9xiAM/SFqeiC-ODrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/kXMz_1GR-AY/s72-c/KettySong.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></item><item><title>Since My Friend Moved Away by Oksana, age 6</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2008/03/since-my-friend-moved-away-by-oksana.html</link><category>oksana</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>age 6</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>virginia</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 13:53:56 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-3503910126723877830</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oksana from Great Falls, Virginia sent in this beautiful and heartbreaking song about a friend who is suddenly gone. I love that there is so much emotion in this song. So many of us have people we love who live far away, and we can *feel* those same emotions through this song. Great work, Oksana! I can't wait to see what you write next...who knows, it could be about a brand *new* friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;postID=3503910126723877830"&gt;Post a comment for Oksana and let her know how much you enjoyed "Since My Friend Moved Away."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since My Friend Moved Away&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Oksana, age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once knew a little girl&lt;br /&gt;Then she moved a wa a ay&lt;br /&gt;She was my very bestist friend&lt;br /&gt;Then I never saw her again&lt;br /&gt;Every night I was sufering&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of her and me running in the fields&lt;br /&gt;and playing in the flowerrrrrrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-3503910126723877830?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/tmRWF_GnFkE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-14T16:53:56.073-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></item><item><title>Love of the Land by Joshua, age 8</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2008/01/joshua-age-8-love-of-land.html</link><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>age 8</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>minnesota</category><category>love of the land</category><category>joshua</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 08:40:50 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-7112870574065765031</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joshua from Plymouth, Minnesota sent in this song. I can really imagine this one being belted out "with grace and pride" from the top of a tall mountain somewhere! I especially like the line about "clouds of every shape and size." It's a good reminder of all the diversity and beauty that exist in our world. Thanks for a great song, Joshua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=7112870574065765031"&gt;Post a comment for Joshua and let him know how much you enjoyed "Love of the Land."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love of the Land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Joshua, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O the love that we share&lt;br /&gt;with freedom everywhere&lt;br /&gt;under this turquoise blue sky&lt;br /&gt;with clouds of every shape and size&lt;br /&gt;I sing this song of grace and pride-&lt;br /&gt;to the mountains and the rivers&lt;br /&gt;to the valleys and the sky&lt;br /&gt;to the hills far beyond us&lt;br /&gt;and the ocean o so wide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-7112870574065765031?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/E5TGh2VcrDo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-13T11:40:50.296-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total></item><item><title>Don't Need by Katie, age 10</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-need-by-katie-age-10.html</link><category>katie</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>don't need</category><category>england</category><category>age 10</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 08:41:22 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-3434329617057416897</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katie from Sale, in Cheshire, England sent in this song.  I think we've all felt this way sometimes...like maybe no-one else out there *gets* us...I know I certainly have. Katie writes: "I'm my own type of person, my own type of girl." Sometimes, you just have to stand up for yourself, which is exactly what this song does. I love the opening line of the chorus: "I don't need no-one to tell me I can't sing." That's right...sing it Katie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=3434329617057416897"&gt;Post a comment for Katie and let her know how much you enjoyed "Don't Need."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooo 1…2…3…4…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse One: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me now,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a bit about me,&lt;br /&gt;And help me out,&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see I’m really, really going deep?&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing I need to say,&lt;br /&gt;So here it is: OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need no-one to tell me I can’t sing,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need no-one to tell me I can’t do anything,&lt;br /&gt;Cause’ I’m my own type of person,&lt;br /&gt;My own type of girl,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t really wanna be sociable,&lt;br /&gt;But right now I’m gonna switch,&lt;br /&gt;And I’m gonna turn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse Two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going on in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t need to know what’s going on,&lt;br /&gt;Cause’ I feel like I’m being timed,&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing left to say,&lt;br /&gt;So here it is: OK,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need no-one to tell me I can’t sing,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need no-one to tell me I can’t do anything,&lt;br /&gt;Cause’ I’m my own type of person,&lt;br /&gt;My own type of girl,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t really wanna be sociable,&lt;br /&gt;But right now I’m gonna switch,&lt;br /&gt;And I’m gonna turn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse Three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I go again on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t need you to call me,&lt;br /&gt;Won’t pick up the phone,&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me I’m special,&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me I’m needed,&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me you all have feelings,&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing left to say,&lt;br /&gt;So here it is: OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus (x2):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need no-one to tell me I can’t sing,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need no-one to tell me I can’t do anything,&lt;br /&gt;Cause’ I’m my own type of person,&lt;br /&gt;My own type of girl,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t really wanna be sociable,&lt;br /&gt;But right now I’m gonna switch,&lt;br /&gt;And I’m gonna turn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=3434329617057416897"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-3434329617057416897?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/lGRIpgwfCkA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-13T11:41:22.084-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total></item><item><title>The Storm by Sophie, age 6</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2007/11/storm-by-sophie-age-6.html</link><category>maine</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>age 6</category><category>the storm</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>sophie</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 08:42:07 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-4640838082274403730</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's another song by the very prolific (and colorful) songwriter, Sophie. This one even has instructions for how the guitar and voice should sound. It's a great example of how the music and the words of a song can work together. Low and loud for thunder, high for lightning, and falling when we run. Great work, Sophie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:6;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;The Storm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;a song for the guitar  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;by Sophie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;[sing and strum low  notes:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;The thunder is coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;the thunder is coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, no, what should we do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know, hide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;[sing and strum high  notes:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;The lightning is coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;the lightning is coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, no, what should we do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know, run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);"&gt;[sing and strum  loudly:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);"&gt;The thunder is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);"&gt;The lightning is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, no what should we do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know, just GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Lucida Calligraphy;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[finale: slide whole hand along all strings from neck to body of  guitar!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=4640838082274403730"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=4640838082274403730"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Post a comment for Sophie...let her know how much you enjoyed "The Storm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-4640838082274403730?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/-R4430lJtT8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-13T11:42:07.628-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>"Kids Rule" by Kaylin, age 9</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2007/08/kids-rule-by-kaylin-age-9.html</link><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>new jersey</category><category>kaylin</category><category>kids rule</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>age 9</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 08:42:36 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-8898678601317847044</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This rollicking declaration was sent in by Kaylin from North Brunswick, New Jersey. This song has a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; of spirit and humor, and great rhythm. I love the effect of the whispering. Great work, Kaylin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kids Rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids Rule we all know that. It's running thru are veins to are flats. Kids Rule we can stay up all night long. Kids Rule don't sing us a song. Kids Rule don't dinie. Kids are smaller. We are much cooler. We earn money for free. THAT DON'T ENVOL ME. (whisper) Kids Rule, we always will. Kids Rule, don't make a deal. Kids Rule, save your money (stop whispering) CAUSE WE CAN BUY ARE OWN PONY!!! Kids Rule, let's rock this house. Kids Rule let's chase a mouse. Kids Rule let's play some games. Kids Rulllllleeeeeee, your the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=8898678601317847044"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Post a comment for Kaylin...let her know how much you enjoyed "Kids Rule."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-8898678601317847044?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/NDA6glwgddw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-13T11:42:36.117-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><title>"Some Kind" by Sophie, age 6</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-kind-by-sophie-age-6.html</link><category>some kind</category><category>maine</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>age 6</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>sophie</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 08:42:54 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-3304214062758583704</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This colorful, fun song was sent in by Sophie from Bailey Island, Maine. I love the rhythms and the fun lyrics. You can imagine clapping and dancing along to this one, can't you? Terrific job, Sophie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Some Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);"&gt;What kind of sheep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);"&gt;What kind of sheep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Some kind of sheep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Some kind of sheep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;What kind of sheep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;What kind of sheep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);"&gt;Some,      some, some some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);"&gt;Some kind of  sheep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=3304214062758583704"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Post a comment for Sophie...let her know how much you enjoyed "Some Kind".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-3304214062758583704?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/zE0xkkq8ny0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-13T11:42:54.919-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>"The Ocean" by Brenna, age 11</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2007/05/ocean-by-brenna-age-11.html</link><category>the ocean</category><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>colorado</category><category>brenna</category><category>age 11</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 08:43:10 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-4351449965052385941</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brenna from Durango, Colorado sent in the lyrics to this thoughtful song. Don't you just love the image of the stowaway in the opening lines, and the rhythm of the chorus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep up the good work, Brenna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend&lt;br /&gt;To stray&lt;br /&gt;From what you used to be&lt;br /&gt;You stowed&lt;br /&gt;Away&lt;br /&gt;On the ship to becoming nobody&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;Deep down&lt;br /&gt;The real you is waiting to prevail&lt;br /&gt;When will you set sail?&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island of opportunity&lt;br /&gt;As far as the eye can reach&lt;br /&gt;How far 'till the nearest beach?&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island of opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance dive right in&lt;br /&gt;Feel the warmth of the water on your skin&lt;br /&gt;Paddle out to the Island way out there&lt;br /&gt;Let the wind mess with your hair&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island of opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss&lt;br /&gt;The real you&lt;br /&gt;The you that had a truly special spark&lt;br /&gt;Out there&lt;br /&gt;For miles&lt;br /&gt;That's the journey you need to embark&lt;br /&gt;When will you set sail?&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island of opportunity&lt;br /&gt;As far as the eye can reach&lt;br /&gt;How far 'till the nearest beach?&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;The Ocean of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;The Island of opportunity&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance--dive right in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www2.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6813351451121828773&amp;amp;postID=4351449965052385941"&gt;Leave a comment on this post for Brenna and let her know how you like her song!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-4351449965052385941?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/TtXTddvTDIE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-13T11:43:10.944-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>"Flaming Hills" by McKenzie, age 9</title><link>http://iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com/2007/03/flaming-hills-by-mckenzie-age-9.html</link><category>i wrote a hit song</category><category>flaming hills</category><category>songwriting for kids</category><category>kentucky</category><category>mckenzie</category><category>age 9</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Josephine Cameron)</author><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 08:43:35 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813351451121828773.post-3610615473236459427</guid><description>&lt;em&gt;McKenzie from Prestonsburg, Kentucky sent me these song lyrics. I love the rhythms and the imagery of the flames. It's a beautiful song, McKenzie...great work! -Josephine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flaming Hills&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see hills so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Red flames so beautiful and lights any day&lt;br /&gt;And anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Cause when the flames go high it&lt;br /&gt;Shows the one that loves me and&lt;br /&gt;Shows the one who made this beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Red flames on the hills let it be&lt;br /&gt;The one I love the most and&lt;br /&gt;Let him love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you see him I hope&lt;br /&gt;He loves me like I do and if&lt;br /&gt;He loves me like I do I'll&lt;br /&gt;Sing with all my love&lt;br /&gt;Please let him be the one&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you'd like to leave a comment for McKenzie and let her know what you think of her song, please click on the comment link below.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6813351451121828773-3610615473236459427?l=iwroteahitsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IWroteAHitSong/~4/oA9XDcqolg0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-13T11:43:35.217-04:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><media:rating>nonadult</media:rating></channel></rss>

