Written by: LOOMIS FALL, THOMAS PKA SODA GARDOCKI, DAVID GEORGEFF, JOSEPH SUBBIONDO, THO
Duration: 4:41
Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Hush’ by Afroman. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Afroman or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
[Chorus]
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody’s callin’ my name (if you listen closely baby)
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody’s callin’ my name
Hush (listen baby) hush (somebody’s callin’)
Somebody’s callin’ my name
Oh my lord, oh my lord, what shall I do
(A man sometimes girls think I’m crazy cause I wake her up and I tell her)
Sounds like Jesus (sounds like Jesus)
Somebody’s callin’ my name (I know I’m high but baby)
Sounds like Jesus
And somebody’s callin’ my name
Sounds like Jesus
Somebody’s callin’ my name
Oh my lord, Oh my lord, what shall I do
(You know man, I think about all the hard times that I went through and I think)
I’m so glad that trouble don’t last always
I’m so glad that trouble don’t last always
I’m so glad I’m glad that trouble don’t last always
Oh my lord, Oh my lord, what shall I do
I gotta feelin’, that everything’s gonna be all right
I gotta feelin’ everything’s gonna be all right
I gotta feelin’ that everything’s gonna be all right
Be all right
Be all right
Be all right
(A man it’s funny cause I learnt this song when I was a little kid
When I went to visit my granddaddy down there in Mobile, Alabama
He stayed in this place called Trendy Garden you know what I’m sayin?
He used to grow his vegetables right there on the side of the house
And every now and then he’d get me to help him out know what I’m sayin?
And as he was like weedin out his garden and everything
He’d sing all kinda tunes and hymns know what I’m sayin?
And sometime he’d sing the same one like over and over and over again
You know what I’m sayin?
He’d get tired of singin’ the words
Sometimes he’d take a sip of his water outta that gla** jar, set it back down
And while we was plantin’ them collard greens, he’d hum it
Just like this right here, help me out ’cause, you know how we used to do it)
It gets all in my hands
It gets all in my feet
It makes me want to sing my song
To every little girl I meet
It gets all in my heart
It gets all in my sole
It comes straight out my mouth
And then I lose control
‘Cause I, I got this feelin’, that everything’s gonna be all right
Be all right
Be all right
Be all right