SMALL CAFE LYRICS

 
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1.Some Day
2.What do They Know?
3. If I Was to Tell You
4. Down to a River (Alan’s Song)
5.Coyote’s Call
6.Get Lucky
7 Choppy Water (Rocky Marriage Breakdown)
8. I Don’t Care
9. He’s Running in His Sleep
10.Old Friends (Mr. Setee’s Song)
11.Prairie Moon
12. I Love That Dog

 

 

someday…

Someday you’ll hear talk about him

And your heart won’t sink and your head feel light

You’ll go to bed not wondering

What he’s up to tonight
Someday you’ll forget he left you

And the pain of that will pale

He’ll be just another story

One of life’s little tales

Someday you’ll have it all figured out

What was wrong, what was right, what it was all about

CHORUS
Someday, someday, everything will be all right

Someday, someday, someday but not tonight


Someday you’ll walk down the street

Without looking for his car

He will call up casual

And wonder how you are
And someday nothing will remind you of him

And chill you to the core

You won’t care what he thinks

About you anymore
Some day you’ll talk about him

and you’ll smile and shake your head

You’ll forget about tonight

how you’re curled up on your bed


CHORUS


No tonight you’ll wrap that pain around you

Like a tattered sweater

Wondering, will she ever get as close as you were

How could he let her, how could he let her
Some day you’ll have pulled away

From all his many ties

You will lose his name

In the look in someone else’s eyes
CHORUS

 

WHAT DO THEY KNOW



Everybody’s got such good ideas

For what someone else should do

They all want to make your choices

‘Cause they don’t have to live them through
They say, go for the money, go for the fame

Why don’t you learn how to play the game

And they tell you what’s right

and they tell you what’s real

But when I drive down that road

it will be me behind the wheel

CHORUS
What do they know

What do they know about

What do they know about me


And everybody passes judgement

By the things that show

They see how you look and they see where you’ve been

And they think that’s where you’ll go
They say, why don’t you work, why don’t you go for the fun

Why don’t you do what your mama done

And they tell you what’s good

for the likes of you But if I climb up that hill

it will be me that gets the view

CHORUS


Cause it’s my way, and I’m going to find it

And it’s my business and I’m going to mind it

And I’m gonna make it, just you wait and see

‘Cause that world is changing day by day And it’s changing,

oh yes it’s changing, Along with me


What do you know about that now?

What do you know about that now?

What do you know about hey

What do you know about me?
What do you know about that now?

What do They know about it anyway?

‘Cause I know, I know About me.


Comments: My father once wrote in my autograph book "Love many, trust few, always paddle your own canoe". It has always seemed like good advice to me.

 

IF I WAS TO TELL YOU



If I was to tell you all you mean to me

It wouldn’t stop the way you want to leave

And if I was to tell you all you mean to me

I’d be the only one

I’d be the only one

I’d be the only one

With my heart on my sleeve.
So I’ll keep it to myself

Like I have done before

There is no reasoning

With a closing door

I’ll keep it to myself

Like I have done before

Through the lonely nights Through the lonely nights

Through the lonely nights ‘Till I don’t care any more
And if I was to tell you all you mean to me

You’d still go out and do what you will do

And if I was to tell you all you mean to me

It wouldn’t stop the woman It wouldn’t stop the woman

It wouldn’t stop the woman From leaving with you
CHORUS
And if I was to tell you all you mean to me

 

DOWN TO A RIVER  ALAN'S SONG

                                                       @CONNIE KALDOR
There are dinners, there’s music

There is laughter there were tears

There are memories that go back

Over the years

There are the marks made in a life

Like only good friends do

Now I must choose to make a mark

For the things I loved in you

CHORUS


I’ll go down to a river And plant a tree

Something strong, wild and living Those are my memories

And I’ll go up to a mountain And sing to the stars

Can you hear me Where ever you are.


And there’s phone calls and there’s crying

There’s clutching to the chest

And there’s singing songs and throwing dirt

And laying down to rest

And there’s carving words on stone

And making church bells ring

But the river when it freezes over Still thaws

and runs each spring
CHORUS
Do you hear the ones who loved you 

who were glad they knew you well

Do the hearts you left that miss you

Ring like a bell
CHORUS


Comments: I wrote the Chorus for this song while driving back from the funeral of my good friend Alan Stein. He was a musician, filmmaker and for many years he had been my source for the best jokes, good music, fabulous dinners and the kind of comraderie that always left me feeling better. The last time I talked to him he said "Hey Connie write a song about me". Al, this one’s for you.

COYOTES CALL

                                   C.KALDOR

She works all day in a small cafe

At the edge of town

She lives with her kids in a little house

Where the river turns round

She makes do there’s not much new

She’s learned how to mend.

She’s given up waiting at the post office

For the checks he never sends


Sometimes she’ll miss him

Most times not at all

Especially when the birthdays come and go

And he doesn’t think to call

But she’s not got time for loneliness

No time for anything

She only gets that feeling

When she hears the Coyotes sing

CHORUS
They’re singing, Ooo that’s the sound of a lonely Coyote’s call

They’re singing, Ooo that’s the sound of a woman with her back against the wall

 


The furniture is threadbare

But the kitchen floor is clean

There’s a yellow stray that came and stayed

He scratches on the screen

And the paycheque doesn’t go too far

The last few days are hard.

But at least there is a roof overhead

And the kids have got a yard
And she’ll sometimes think of leaving

But she knows she never will

But she can’t help thinking freedom

When there’s Coyotes on the hill
CHORUS
And she only gets lonely when she sees lovers walking in the night

And that’s when she’ll dream of dancing slow with someone to hold her tight

But she’ll end up on her back porch

where the stars pierce through the black

And that’s the nights when the coyotes howl

that she’ll be howling back
CHORUS


Comments: Being a mother, the quiet times to myself are few and far between and usually involve toilet paper. One night however I sat up waiting for Paul to return with his sister who was coming for a visit, and wrote this tune. I had been thinking about her who, like so many women, are raising families on their own. I applaud their courage and tenacity.

 

 

GET LUCKY

CHORUS                                    C. KALDOR
I’ve got my rabbits foot I threw salt over my shoulder

I’m doing everything to get lucky tonight

I read my horoscope I’ve got planets in my favour

I’m crossing all my fingers I’ll get lucky tonight


I might meet somebody special

Mr. Right, He’ll make me happy and how

But if I can’t have that kind of fortune

I might settle for a Mr. Right now

I’ve got all my favourite clothes on

And I have got the little devil in my eye

And I’ve practised my conversation openers

Might not work but you’ve got to give them a try


CHORUS


Cause everybody wants to get lucky

Have a little story to tell

Ain’t the nicest things about strangers

Is that they don’t know you that well.
CHORUS
CHORUS
Comments: And now for something completely shallow.

CHOPPY WATER  (ROCKY MARRIAGE BREAKDOWN.)

                                            @ CKALDOR
Will we make it through this choppy water

Will we make our way to shore

Will we lose some precious things in passing

And never find them anymore

Will we make it through this choppy water.


Well you say and I say and Things get exciting

The air is so heavy I won’t be fighting

my way through

That’s not what I want to do


So I don’t say and you don’t say

And things get unspoken

The good things, bad things

Talismans and token

to sort through

That’s not what you want to do
CHORUS
What do you expect That there would never be division

What did you expect That it would be like television

in "52

That’s not what I want to do, no.


Give, give, give in and give out

Take away take apart Live,

live, live,live in and live out

Make or break a heart
CHORUS
Comments: This just leant itself to a bluegrass style although it isn’t a style I perform very often. This is another case of me hearing a song that I can’t play myself, Okay I can play the chords but the fancy guitar work is still beyond me. Someday perhaps. I subtitled this one "Rocky Marriage Breakdown".

 

I DON'T CARE

                                      @ C. KALDOR
Why do I feel so hopeful When I should be in despair

What has come over me What’s going on in there

Love can be so foolish Love may not be fair

But for the first time I don’t care
I care for someone

I care for a kiss

When I was a child

I felt like this

But ever since then I didn’t dare

But for the first time I don’t care

I would be a gypsy If he was one too

If he asked me I’d stand on my head Until I turned blue

And it appears I’ve lost my savoir faire

But for the first time I don’t care

What can it be A spell or a curse

Have thing gone to better Or fallen to worse

Is this what they speak of In romantic verse

Is it love Is there love in the air

For the first time in a long while For the first time I don’t care
Chorus
How many times I’ve laughed at those who fall in love

And now I find I’m there

And for the first time I don’t care
And for the first time I don’t care


Comments: This song may sound like it came from a musical because it does. I was writing the musical Dust and Dreams while prepping this album. I recorded this live off the floor and it insinuated itself into the album list. Fred’s mom and her friend Mrs. McCoy were visiting the studio when we got the idea of a cello player. Lo and behold her son who plays for the Quebec Symphony was on his way through and she, like any proud mother, assured us that he was good. Fortunately she was right.

HE'S RUNNING IN HIS SLEEP

                                @CONNIE KALDOR

He’s running in his sleep

Sometimes he leaps right out of bed
Sometimes he talks out loud, sometimes he shouts

But he’ll never tell you

what it’s all about

Some kind of memory that he’s locked away

That he’ll never let into the light of day
But he’ll close his eyes and then,

It will come back again,

And all that he can do is run, run, run


He’s running in his sleep

Sometimes he leaps right out of bed,
Someone is chasing him, I wonder who?

Makes you twist the sheets the way you do

Will he get you, will you get home free

There’s no use praying on your rosary
‘Cause you’ll close your eyes and then,

It will come back again,

And all that you can do is run, run, run.
And you go running down that corridor

Like it was yesterday,

Do you forgive them Lord

If they know what they’ve done,
When they trapped a young boy

In his room so long ago

But in his dreams at least he can run, And he runs, and he runs


And he’s running in his sleep,

Sometimes he leaps right out of bed
And the one who did this Does he sleep tonight

Thinking there’s nothing wrong With what he’s done
Oh but you close your eyes and then,

It will come back again,

And all that you can do is run, run, run.

Comments: This is a song that I have had for a long time. It was so dark that it had a hard time making it on to an album. I felt that it was time.

 

MR SETTEE'S SONG

                                        @CKALDOR
I first saw this lake back in ‘17

I hauled freight in the winter over land

And I remember the first white man

I will not be hat in hand
And I learned my ABC

In English, French and Cree

There are things I still don’t understand

And even though I do not own this land

I will not be hat in hand

CHORUS
For I see those poplars growing

 

way up to the sky

And I hope I’m underneath them

when I die

We are old friends, this lake and I


And I remember in ‘17 What it was like before

Before the cabins blocked off the shore

The kids would run down to the sand

I will not be hat in hand
CHORUS
And just like old friends We sit and talk together

And just like old friends We’ve seen the years go by
I still love to see those poplars growing

And I hope I’m underneath them when I die
We are old friends, this lake and I

Yes, we are old friends, this lake and I
I first saw this lake back in ‘17...

 

PRAIRIE MOON


 CHORUS                                                          @CKALDOR
You can blame it all on an old time tune

Heard ‘cross a field from afar

You can blame it all on the Prairie Moon

And a night with a sky full of stars.


And who needs a dream everybody

And those without hope need two

Life has enough sad little lessons

That we must all go through
But tonight we can watch the sun go down

And the sky turn a crimson hue

And if you feel a tug at the strings of your heart

And if that’s unfamiliar to you
CHORUS
And who likes love, everybody

Except those who have lost a few

Nothing can empty the heart so fast

As to find that your love’s untrue
But whether your heart is empty or full

We all need a night like this

Time to dance with a hint of romance

And if you take a chance on a kiss
CHORUS
Cause who wouldn’t choose

to go back to the time

When your heart was a simple tune

And who wouldn’t choose

to go back to the time

When you danced beneath an innocent moon
CHORUS
Comments: I had been working on my musical, "Dust and Dreams" before the album project started and when I wrote this song I realised that it was the perfect opener for the play as well. Romance, prairie style and with a real accordion too. I can picture the doilies on the piano.

 

I LOVE THAT DOG

 


                                       @CKALDOR
I love that dog,

The way he runs up to me when I call

The way he chases his favorite

red rubber ball
I love that dog,

The way he chases his tail

all over the place
The way he stands up on his hind legs

and licks my face,

I love that dog,

CHORUS
So even if he is a little bad sometime

Sometimes he barks too loud at night

Maybe he chases cats over the fence

But he’s not the kind that growls,

And he’s not the kind that bites


I love that dog,

The way he puts his wet nose in my hand

And when I tell him my problems he always understands
I love that dog,

The way he catches a Frisbee as he leaps,

The way his eyes and paws flutter When he sleeps

I love that dog,


CHORUS


And on those days when it seems Like I haven’t a friend,

He’s so glad to see me That he wags his whole back end
I love that dog,

The way he smiles when I pat his head

The way he curls up and snores some nights by my bed


I love that dog.

I really love that dog   ( howling)