I Like Your Caboose CD Lyrics by Wayne Martin

The Savoury Lane Monologue
Once upon a time, I played an open mic at restaurant named Savoury Lane. Now Savoury Lane was the name of the restaurant;
but it was actually located on Arlington Street between a big white church and he railroad crossing.
 And if you were walking down Arlington Street, you might see one of those sidewalk signs that say "Live Music Tonight” and in parenthesis, “Entrance around the back” because for some strange reason there was no front door to Savoury Lane. Now the open mic was hosted by a duo called “Two for the Show” And it was a popular one. So I usually had plenty of time to get myself some dinner
before it was my turn to play. And the food was pretty good too.
I had my favorites. Every Thursday night was Turkey Night.
No, not because turkeys like me got a chance to play;
but because the special was a turkey dinner with all the trimmings that really couldn’t be beat. Rick, the proprietor, told me that was a tradition started way back in the sixties by a previous owner.  Now Rick was a huge fan of a singer songwriter
​ whose greatest hit was an all American epic loved by millions.
And he built a shrine to his idol right there on the stage at Savoury Lane.
​He had posters from his concerts and color glossy photographs from great moments in his illustrious career. He even had a hand written, autographed set list, enclosed in glass no less, which I’m told has a paragraph on the back with circles and arrows explaining why each song was selected in that special order for that particular show.  Yes Rick was a fanatic.
But that only added to the atmosphere that made Savoury Lane such a fun place to play, Now if you’ve noticed some similarities between Savory Lane and another famous restaurant celebrated in song, you might have come to the conclusion that Rick was a fan of a curly haired troubadour who spends much of his time in the town of Stockbridge, Massachusetts. But Asbury Park, New Jersey was the home town of Rick’s favorite rock star. And folks, that’s what got me writing the Savory Lane Song  
Newtown There was a strange young man in a world of his own And no one could see in And his desperate mom reached out to her son And shared with him her passion for guns But the weapons they’d fire on the shooting range Looked a lot like the weapons in his video games And his twisted mind they were all the same The day he blew his mom away And the terror had begun School bells ringing and children singing Another day begins “Now settle down class, it’s time to be seated And then we’ll recite the Pledge of Allegiance” When all of the sudden there’s a POP,POP, POP Glass is breaking and someone yells “Stop” And out of the office comes the strange young man Leaving bodies on the floor There’s a killer on the run And he fired his gun in a march down the hall People screaming and running for help And he burst in a classroom pointing and shooting The last bullet for himself Twenty young children were murdered that day Twenty young families grieve No more training wheels, pony rides Or playing make believe She was goofy spunky, full of energy He would brighten any room She was missing two front teeth He had such a beaming smile She was going someplace They could never be replaced Our daughters and our sons And world was shocked when the news came in Oh when will these senseless killings end? As a little town gathers to bury their kin A gun debate begins There are some who say it’s time to pray And those who state “It’s a time to fight” And others who claim inalienable rights But I just don’t see it that way ‘Cause when all is said and done We’d given him the gun

Inkling

Hello, hello

 Can I explain?

You don’t know me

But just the same 

I’ve got an inkling

That I should talk to you

And maybe you’d want to dance with someone new

I like your dress

Pretty and new

You turn me on

Like so few do

And I’ve got an inkling

Before this dance is through

That I might make a small advance with you

“Cause I have seen you around before

And I believe we could do much more

Than the dance across the floor

 quite dinner

 A little wine

Yes we could have

A very nice time

And I got to thinking

That we should make some plans

For a gradually developing romance

But for the while

I’m satisfied

To see you smiling

By my side

And I’ve got an inkling 

Tomorrow I’ll be thinking of you

I’ll wait and see what a little time will do

‘Cause I have seen you around before

And I believe we could do much more

Than dance across the floor

More oh more, yes so much more…

Dancing with the Bride   There are songs about daughters
That’ll make my eyes mist But this one’s especially for a moment like this It’s a song about feelings
It’s a song about our lives A thousand precious memories
I see gazing in your eyes  As we glide across the floor And I’m dancing, dancing with the bride When you were just a baby
I would bounce on my chest I still see that look of wonder
As you took your first few steps And the day we brought you home
As we were riding across town Your brother said you should be bigger
Well you sure are bigger now And you’re all dressed up in white And everything is right I’m dancing with the bride Sometimes we’d be so silly
When I tucked you into bed Brushed away a tear
Kissed you on the head And you‘d say “I love you Daddy” And I’d say,”I love you too” “But I mean it’s forever” "Well, right back at you" And the years go by so fast, memories they last I’m all choked up inside I remember a time when you were so small We’d pretend you were a princess
Going to the royal ball You’d reach up for my hands
Put your feet up on my shoes And we’d waltz across the living room
And soar on down the hall I’m so glad to see you shining
You’re glowing like a pearl I’ve dreamed about today Since you were just a little girl So how about it baby
Shall we give it a whirl? I’ll spin you around
Go on, take another twirl And I’ll try hard not to cry While I’m dancing, dancing with bride I’m right here dancing, with the bride
Rear View Mirror Youth, let me tell you son Some folks say it’s wasted on the young But you can’t go back You can only reminisce So go for the gold But as you head down that road There’ll be times when you find yourself Out in the cold And it’s good to have a shoulder to cry on On days like this I know it seems you keep singing the same song You feel you’ll never belong Like your riding down an endless highway Without a friend But things will be clearer in the rear view mirror Hang on to your dreams Forget your fears Keep your eyes on the prize It’s right around the bend And me, let me put it this way I just wanted folks to stay out of my way I had it all figured out I couldn’t miss But when the bridge washed out I had my doubts You just have to find yourself another route And I wished I had a shoulder to cry on On days like this Sometimes it seemed I was singing the same song as you I felt I’d never belong I was riding down an endless highway Without a friend But things are much clearer in the rear view mirror Hang onto your dreams Forget your fears Keep your eyes on the prize It’s right around the bend They say good things come to those who wait But it helps if you give it a spark Catch up with that girl before it’s too late Tell her your dreams Speak from the heart ‘cause Love will change your tune forever Make your days seem brighter The world feel new But if you find you’re rocking to a different beat Remember it’s a two way street Sometimes she’ll need a shoulder to cry on And you will too Life is sweeter when you’re singing the same song Everyone needs a place to belong When you’re riding down that endless highway You’ll need a friend It will all be clearer in the rear view mirror Hang onto your dream  Forget your fears  Keep your eyes on the prize It’s right around the bend You better marry that girl! 
Youth!  
The Savoury Lane Song                                   If you seek fortune fun or fame Then come on down to Savoury Lane ‘Cause mounted up there on the stage is Captured rocking through the ages With a red bandana and cut off sleeves And a blonde guitar slung down to his knees Yes on that fabled stage you’ll stand With the Boss and the E Street Band It’s one for the money and Two for the Show Bring your sweetheart bring your beau ‘Cause you share the stage with Springsteen When you play at Savoury Lane You’ll hear every kind of song Ballads blues and sing alongs Old Dawgs who sing harmony And those who tickle ivory A poet who reads a poem she wrote A crooner strains to hit that note And folks will tap their feet and sing To the beat of the Old Porch Swing It’s one for the money and Two for the Show Bring your sweetheart bring your beau ‘Cause you’ll be on the stage with Springsteen Down at Savoury Lane I have played all kinds of places Pubs, cafes and bars But there’s only one I know Where you can do it with a super star And the boss will be happy if you go And you’ll find good fortune, fun, and fame At the open mic with Springsteen Down at Savoury Lane 
  My Back Window I'm looking at the new snow 
Kick up as the wind blows It's almost up to my back window I know honey I should be by your be side I've got the world on my shoulders tonight These storms keep coming
and I just can’t sleep I'm sitting here wondering,
“How'd I get in so deep?” Then I hear you say Hey, hey honey your days will be sunny If you take them one at a time With some kissing and hugging A little bit of loving In the morning your gonna be fine Green grass, tree tops, rains stops, the sun pops There’s a rainbow coming through my back window And I was dreaming I would find a pot of gold I could sure use some treasure right now There are bills to pay and deadlines to beat Sometimes it has me wondering
how we’ll ever make ends meet Then I hear you say Hey, hey honey don’t you worry about the money We’ll take things one at a time With some kissing and hugging A little bit of loving We’re gonna be fine Through my back window I’ve seen joy and pain But you and me together We’ve weathered the changes And the leaves are falling… Hey, hey honey all our days will be sunny
if we take them one at time With some kissing and hugging A little bit of loving I’m sure we’re gonna be fine Yes, I know we’re gonna be fine I’m looking at the new snow
kick up as the wind blows It’s almost up to my back window
Cycles of Love It’s Wednesday morning, coffee warming on the stove But when we argue, the house is so cold Honey, I was lonely n the sofa last night Do you wanna talk about it?a It’s  gonna be alright We’ve had an ocean of laughter and a boatload of tears But you still drive me wild after all of these years I give you peach blossom roses and paper white doves So you hug and kiss me and then Your green eyes light up and we both grin Honey that’s you and me living through these cycles of love It was Wednesday morning when we first met A thousand Wednesdays we’ve celebrated Yet, it takes more than sweet nothings, and more than cute cards When you’re trying to raise a family Sometimes it’s real hard We’ve had an ocean of laughter and a boatload of tears But you still drive me wild after all of these years I'll give you peach blossom roses and paper white doves So you hug and kiss me and then Your eyes light up, well there we go again That’s you and me living through these` cycles of love You and me , we’ve had our tiffs But they go out of style Cold hearts start melting, we hug and we kiss And you drive me wild when you flash that smile The years go by, the kids are nearly grown Soon they’ll be starting lives on their own With every change comes something new And I’m counting the things that we’re gonna do We’ll have oceans of laughter and boatloads of fun You still drive me wild after everything we’ve done I’ll give you thousands of roses and paper white doves I’ll give you hugs and kisses again and again ‘Cause you’re my lover, you’re my best friend Honey that’s me and you, living through these cycles of love 
I Like Your Caboose  ​They say beauty is only skin deep It’s best to look before you leap And wait ‘till you find the marrying kind If I can be up front I like your behind Now you’ve got class and you’ve got style Grace, panache, a winning smile You have a certain savoir-faire But what makes me care? It’s your derrière Don’t judge the book by the cover If you’re looking for a lover That’s sound advice But rules will bend When it comes down to the end… Yours is kind of nice And so Cheri, if I’ve earned your ire ‘cause I’m too direct about my desire You can call me shallow, say I’m uncouth But to tell you the truth I like your caboose  
And I’m hoping ,my dear, you’ll make the decision To see what you’re missing, trust your intuition No need to be coy, just give me a sign Or say what’s on your mind If you like my behind Don’t judge the book by the cover If you’re looking for a lover That’s very sound advice But rules will bend When it comes down to the end… Yours is just right  C’est fantastique, c’est si bon, it’s so good
Slip Away  Honey we’re reaching those golden years We’ve raised a family 
Made our careers The kids are all grown But they’re still living at home So Honey slip away with me We can go for a ride in the countryside Or make our way to a tropical isle Fly to Aruba Take a cruise to Bermuda Honey slip away with me You know I always dreamed
When the kids were grown It would be just you and me alone And we’d be happy If they even phoned But now it’s clear they’re here to stay So pack a bag we’ll leave today Call up the boss and say you’re sick We’ll tell the kids we’re on a business trip ​But we’ll have fun in the sun Be cool in the shade Laying on the beach Playing in the waves Drinking Margaritas and sipping lemonade Honey slip away with me We’ll wave goodbye and blow the kids a kiss And if we do all the laundry and load up the fridge We’ll be back before they even miss us So spend a few days in Paradise You bring the sugar and I’ll bring the spice And if you want to be naughty That’ll be nice Honey slip away with me ​I always dreamed when the kids were grown It’d be just you and me alone And we’d be happy if they even phoned  So pack a bag we’ll leave by noon It’ll be a second honeymoon And wear that pretty little thing You wore in Niagara And I’ll be sure to bring the Viagra 'Cause Honey we’re reaching those golden years We’ve raised a family Made our careers The kids are all grown So we can leave them at home So Honey slip away with me 

Come on baby we'll go right now

Honey slip away, It's time we got away

Honey slip away with me