Lyrics By:
RUVI NEW AND LARRY GATES
Melody By:
BENTZI MARCUS, BOB REMSTEIN
Mr. J lived his days as a broker in LA
Made lots of dough and lived as though
Life was work and play
Every toy a techno boy
Could want he bought himself
I’m number one, those trophies shouted up there on the shelf
Still there was something missing in his life
A hunger in his soul
An empty place within his heart yearning to be whole
Then a Chassid man he met one day
Showed him a different way
He said, “wrap these straps around your arm
And pray with me today”
Chorus:
And suddenly without a word Mr. J could sense a change
And now he saw the wonders, his world would rearrange
Hashem had opened up his eyes and everything was new
And all because a Chassid man
Reminded him, He was a Jew
Somewhere out in Brooklyn
Lived a woman on her own
No family or friends were there
She was all alone
A soul without a purpose
She drifted through the day
It never did occur to her
To close her eyes and pray
One Friday while out shopping a young girl she did meet
She looked at her with youthful eyes and with a voice so sweet
She said, “I see the sadness in your eyes
But your Neshoma still shines bright
So take these candlesticks with you
And light them up tonight”
Chorus:
And burning in those candles was the peace she’d missed before
Serenity at sunset, those candles were much more
Hashem had opened up her eyes and everything was new
And all because a caring girl
Reminded her, she was a Jew