Solomon Ray - Do It With Soul Lyrics
Lyrics
Hey, hey, step it out, yeah Yeah, hey, hey, move about, woo
I woke up feelin' blessed, that’s my cue Gotta shake that stress, got things to do Ain't no frown gon' steal my day I’ma move this joy my way Got that rhythm in my bones Slide like butter, that southern tone Choir in the pocket, horns fire We gon' lift this whole place higher
If you feel good, don't fight it Let that groove ignite it We ain't just movin' feet, we raisin' the room Now everybody in the spot — give it some room
Do it with soul (soul!) Do it with style (style!) Clap your hands (hey!) Make it worthwhile (come on!) Step to the beat, don't slow down Keep your joy, keep your ground Do it with soul (soul!) Do it with pride (pride!) Family around (yeah!) Choir on your side (woo!) Ain't no stress, we feelin’ sound We got love with our feet on the ground
Two-step shuffle, slide on through Grandma smilin’, she movin' too Little ones dancin’ with peanut butter hands Pop's on the grill with the spatula stand No stage, no show, just life in the groove When that rhythm hit, we all approve Bassline walkin', horns reply Got the choir singin' “we alive!"
If you feel that heat, don’t hide it That's soul, don't fight it From the back row down to the crowd Let me hear y'all sing it loud
Do it with soul (soul!) Do it with style (style!) Clap your hands (hey!) Make it worthwhile (yeah!) Step to the beat, don't slow down Keep your joy, keep your ground Do it with soul (soul!) Do it with pride (pride!) Family around (woo!) Choir on your side (hey!) We ain't worried, we safe and sound Got love with our feet on the ground Step, slide, clap it twice Step, slide, clap it twice Turn, turn, stomp it down Hands up high — feet on the ground Yeah, don't just move — testify When that groove hit, let your worries fly We ain't playin' — this joy profound We keep it funky with our feet on the ground
Do it with soul (soul!) Choir on your side (hey!) We ain't worried, we safe and sound We ain't worried, we safe and sound Got love with our feet on the ground
Yeah, that's it From Mississippi to the world We do it with soul
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Solomon Ray - Do It With Soul (Lyrics)
Meaning & Inspiration
There is a line buried in Solomon Ray’s Do It With Soul that stops me cold: "We keep it funky with our feet on the ground."
It’s an odd pairing. Usually, when we talk about the "funk" or the spirit or that sense of unbridled joy, we are reaching for something ethereal. We want to be caught up, lifted, detached from the dirt. We want to be "high" on the spirit. But Ray insists on this friction: the funk—the groove, the messiness of life, the movement—happens right where the soles of our shoes meet the pavement.
It makes me think of the Incarnation. God didn’t just beam down a message or send a hologram; He walked the dust of Galilee. He had feet. He got tired. He likely had dirt under His fingernails. When the text says, "And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us," it’s stating that the holy doesn’t happen in a vacuum. It happens in the grocery store line, at the grill with the spatula, and in the kitchen with the kids.
Ray’s lyrics are deceptively light. He’s talking about two-stepping and peanut-butter hands, which sounds like a casual Saturday afternoon. But then he drops that command: "Testify."
Wait—testify? In a dance song?
That’s where the tension sits. We usually relegate "testifying" to the mahogany pulpit or the formal prayer meeting. We treat it like a serious, heavy transaction. But Ray suggests that the way you move through your stress, the way you maintain your joy when the pressure is mounting, is a form of witness. Your "feet on the ground" are not a sign of being stuck or unspiritual; they are the platform for your testimony.
If your joy only exists when you’re "lifted" away from reality, it’s a fragile thing. It breaks the moment you have to pay a bill or deal with a family crisis. But a joy that stays funky while your feet are planted? That’s different. That’s sturdy.
There’s a danger in dismissing this as just a fun, upbeat track. When you look at the phrase "feet on the ground," it echoes the way David danced before the Ark. He didn’t dance to look pretty or to keep it "sacred" in the way the critics wanted. He danced because the reality of God’s presence was so overwhelming that it demanded a physical response. It was awkward, it was loud, and it was undeniably human.
Maybe that’s the real work of grace: staying present in the grind, keeping your rhythm when the world is chaotic, and refusing to let the heavy stuff steal your ability to move. You don't have to float away to be holy. Sometimes, the most spiritual thing you can do is stand your ground, keep your balance, and keep moving with a soul that refuses to be weighed down.