‘Lean On Me’ – Bill Withers

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About the Song

Bill Withers’ “Lean on Me” is a timeless anthem of friendship and support. Released in 1972, it quickly became a beloved classic, resonating with people of all ages and backgrounds. The song’s simple yet profound message of mutual aid has made it an enduring symbol of hope and community.

Withers’ soulful vocals and the song’s gentle melody create a warm and inviting atmosphere. The lyrics are filled with heartfelt promises of assistance and companionship, offering comfort to those facing challenges. The chorus, with its infectious rhythm, invites listeners to participate and share in the spirit of unity.

Beyond its musical appeal, “Lean on Me” has had a profound impact on popular culture. It has been featured in countless films and television shows, and has been covered by numerous artists. The song’s enduring legacy is a testament to its ability to uplift and inspire.

Bill Withers' 'Lean on Me' Is a Song for Every Crisis – Rolling Stone

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Lyrics: Lean On Me

Sometimes in our lives
We all have pain, we all have sorrow.
But if we are wise,
We know that there’s always tomorrow.

Lean on me when you’re not strong
And I’ll be your friend, I’ll help you carry on
For it won’t be long
‘Til I’m gonna need somebody to lean on.

Please swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you won’t let show.

You just call on me, brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on.
I just might have a problem that you’ll understand,
We all need somebody to lean on.

Lean on me when you’re not strong
And I’ll be your friend I’ll help you carry on
For it won’t be long
‘Til I’m gonna need somebody to lean on

You just call on me, brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on.
I just might have a problem that you’ll understand,
We all need somebody to lean on.

If there is a load
You have to bear
That you can’t carry
I’m right up the road
I’ll share your load
If you just call me.

Call me if you need a friend
Call me, call me, uh-huh
Call me when you need a friend
Call me if you ever need a friend
Call me, call me
Call me, call me
Call me, call me
Call me, call me
Call me if you need a friend
Call me, call me
Call me, call me
Call me, call me
Call me, call me
Call me

ALAN JACKSON DIDN’T NEED A PRESS RELEASE TO TEAR DOWN THE ESTABLISHMENT. HE JUST NEEDED A MICROPHONE AND A POINT TO PROVE. The 1994 ACM Awards were built on artifice, demanding that Alan Jackson perform “Gone Country” to a pre-recorded backing track—a direct insult to the soul of the genre. Jackson didn’t start a shouting match. He took the stage, signaled his drummer, Bruce Rutherford, to sit down with his hands empty, and let the music play out while everyone watched the sticks stay in the rack. The silence of the drums spoke louder than any interview could. It was a masterclass in quiet defiance: he gave them their track, but he made sure the audience knew exactly how much he loathed it. But the moment that really defined his character happened five years later, inside the hallowed ground of the CMA Awards. George Jones, the man who practically invented the gravity of country music, had been invited to perform at the 1999 show—but only if he cut his masterpiece, “Choices,” down to a truncated, radio-friendly snippet. Jones refused. He didn’t go. The establishment tried to edit the legend out of his own industry. Alan Jackson walked onto that stage, kicked off “Pop a Top,” and then, without a single word of warning, abruptly cut his own song short. He pivoted directly into the chorus of “Choices.” He didn’t make a speech. He didn’t ask for permission. He didn’t even acknowledge the producers who were frantically watching from the wings. He simply hijacked his own slot to force the industry to face the man they had tried to silence. When the room rose to its feet, it wasn’t just for a song—it was a visceral, instant correction to a wrong. It remains one of the most powerful moments in music history because it proved that an artist doesn’t have to be the loudest person in the room to be the most dangerous. Jackson showed that if you have enough influence, you don’t have to break the rules of the industry—you can just rewrite them in real-time, right in front of the people trying to enforce them.

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