The Origin of All Songs song featured here is just one version of an excerpt from Walt Whitman’s Song of Myself. The version featured here is a country song. Did you ever think you’d here Whitman’s Song of Myself as an actual song?
And, if you listen to the following YouTube playlist, you’ll hear The Origin of All Songs as folk music, pop, more pop, rock, Christian, rap, and reggae.
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLBmBDUpR8MYIVCMZlHKtzjy2W8F6tt6pT
I shared the above playlist because I want you to see how many versions of a song can be built from your poem, blog post, podcast episode, or book excerpt. Your songs, generated by AI, can supercharge your exposure on YouTube, TikTok, Pinterest, and Facebook reels.
And you can create songs from every one of your blog posts, book pages, podcast episodes, etc.
The program I’ve been using to create songs from my blog posts and poems is Mureka.AI (https://www.mureka.ai/?utm_source=rewardful&via=7aa6dd).
A number of people commented on the last song I shared (Something True. One called it the best motivation he has had in 2025. Note: I wrote the lyrics for that song and used Mureka to add the music and performance.
You can do the same with your book excerpts, poems, etc. I am now a songwriter or, at least, a lyricist!
The Origin of All Songs Lyrics
Here are the lyrics for The Origin of All Songs excerpt from Whitman’s Song of Myself:
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,And what I assume you shall assume,For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loaf and invite my soul,I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, formed from this soil, this air,Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,Hoping to cease not till death.
Creeds and schools in abeyance,Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,Nature without check with original energy.
Have you reckoned a thousand acres much? have you reckoned the earth much?Have you practiced so long to learn to read?Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?
Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self.
Stop this day and night with meand you shall possess the origin of all songs,You shall possess the good of the earth and sun.
Stop this day and night with meand you shall possess the origin of all songs,You shall possess the good of the earth and sun.
Notice that I included two choruses of three lines that were not in the original poem, but which make the excerpt more song-like.
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