a mother sings as she rocks her babies children sing the noted nursery rhymes the old church bell is ringing for the sunday morning singing music is as old as the time as the farmer works the fields he sings a song the songbirds in the trees sing along and the wind makes melodies as it whistles through the trees man s burdens are made lighter with a song there ll always be music as long as there s a story to be told there ll always be music cause music is the voice of the story there ll always be music rain makes rhythmic sounds when it s falling there s music in a newborn baby s cry there s music all around and there is no sweeter sound for that s the way a man expresses life in heaven there s a choir of angels singing we often heard about god s angel band music will live on when men on earth are gone there ll still be music in that promised land there ll always be music as long as there s a story to be told there ll always be music cause music is the voice of the story there ll always be music