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 till 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

Sing me a song you feel deep in your heart

Sing it with everything that you are

Sing till your voice echoes all through the room

Pick a good one but whatever you do

Sing brave

Sing brave

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 till 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