New Songs for Your Seder

New Songs to Old Tunes

Lyrics by Michael Hilton (April 2016- 8)

NEW FOR 2018

NIGHT OF THE MOON (Tune: City of Stars from the musical LA LA LAND)

Voice 1: Night of the moon

Are you shining just for me?

Night of the moon

There’s so much that we can’t see.

Who knows?

I felt it from that first good food I shared with you

Voice 2: That now our dreams

Will finally come true

Night of the moon

With all the matzah we could get

Hand me a spoon

To dip my maror in the dusky charoset

All: We’re free

Yes, all we want is to be free

From Pharaoh’s grasp

Voice 1: A howl

A throne

Voice 2: A herb

A bone

All: A fiery column will rise

To light up the skies

To open our world and send it reeling

A voice that says, I’ll be here

And you’ll be all right

I don’t care if I know

Just where I will go

‘Cause all that I need’s a crazy feeling

A rat-tat-tat on my door..

Voice 1: Think I’m ready to go

Night of the moon

Are you shining just for me?

Night of the moon

Voice 2: You never shined so brightly

 

FREEDOM THEY CRY (Tune: Feed the Birds)

Early one day on the bank of the Nile

The young little princess steps down

Finding a basket afloat in the reeds

She wraps the young boy in her gown.

Come feed the little boy, show him you care

And you’ll be glad if you do

His people are hungry, their poor homes are bare

All it takes is some kindness from you.

Bitter their herbs, salty their tears,

“Freedom, freedom, freedom” they cry

Frogs and lice locusts and flies

Then overhead the dark fills the skies.

Now all around Egypt the people are crying

The angel of death passes near

The blood on our doorposts, it saves us from dying

And trusting in God, we’ve no fear.

Though our questions are simple and few

Listen, listen, this night is for you.

Tasty their lamb and hasty their bread

“Freedom freedom freedom ahead”.

Though our questions are simple and few

Listen, listen, this night is for you.

Tasty their lamb and hasty their bread

“Freedom freedom freedom ahead”.

 

THIS IS OUR NIGHT (Tune: Any dream will do)

(first verse very slow)

The time’s arrived, I know for certain,

The wait is over, for our freedom flight,

Somewhere outside, someone is weeping,

Nobody’s sleeping,

This is our night.

We pack our bags, (we pack our bags) but there’s no time now (ah ah ah)

To make bread properly, (ah ah) before daylight

But it will bake (but it will bake), in the sun tomorrow (ah ah ah)

Nobody’s sleeping (ah ah)

This is our night.

 

We’ve baked our lamb, bread without yeast,

We picked our herbs, let’s have our feast!

We’ll wander off into the darkness

Wherever will we go?

 

Then twice:

The time’s arrived (The time’s arrived), I know for certain (ah ah ah) 

The wait is over (ah ah) , for our freedom flight,

Somewhere outside (somewhere outside), someone is weeping (ah ah ah)

Nobody’s sleeping (ah ah)

This is our night.

 

This is our seder night!

‘Twill live for evermore!

This is our seder night!

‘Twill live for evermore!

 

WE’RE ON THE BED OF THE SEA  (Tune: We’re on top of the world)

All those years in Egypt under guard,

And the slave industry was oh-so hard,

Not a cloud in the sky, and the sun in my eye,

And the slavedrivers were shouting really loud.

 

Along came Moses bringing all the plagues,

Said to Pharaoh now, “Please let my people go—

I’ll turn water to blood, and bring hail to flood,”

But Pharaoh just kept saying “No! No! No!”

 

CHORUS

We’re on the bed of the sea walking through the stormy waters,

And the only reason we can understand,

Is that slavery is gone ever since God came along,

And so we wander through the sea on dry land.

 

One day we were told to fetch a lamb,

Unheard of since the days of Abraham—

And to keep it out of sight, and then bake it at night,

And to eat it with our staves in our hand.

 

We remember well that midnight hour,

All the firstborn of Egypt in God’s power,

Our first night on the run, till the rise of the sun,

And the baking of the matzah from our flour.

 

CHORUS

 

Following the cloud during the day

And the fire at night till we got clean away —

Till the end of the track, with Pharaoh at our back,

And the raging sea in front barring our way!

 

Then we cried to Moses, “We will die!”

But he lifted up his rod at our cry,

And the waters did part, so our journey could restart,

And we marched into the sea while staying dry!

 

CHORUS TWICE