Fall Back Home

 

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Credits

Artwork by David Gillis
Cover photo by Suzie Vinnick
Photo of Suzie by Kevin Kelly Photography – www.kevinkellyphotography.com
Hair & Makeup by Tanya Philipovich

 

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Lyrics

1. LIFT YOU UP

Suzie Vinnick/Karen Morand

Slow down, moving too fast, got the world on your shoulders
Each day you get older, life keeps rolling along
(I’ve seen that) face in the mirror, things are getting clearer
You’re gonna need somebody’s hand

So sad, falling down low you’ve lost your direction
The pain of rejection is too much to bear
But there’s something you can do, take your eyes off your shoes
And grab onto this helping hand

Lift you up, lift you up
Can I do a little something to lift you up
Lift you up, lift you up
Here’s a little something to lift you up

Hard times – you travel alone, the dark road before you
Fold lines worn through the map on your heart
A little time needs to tick but you can push on through it
Come on, yeah and take my hand

Lift you up, lift you up
Can I do a little something to lift you up
Lift you up, lift you up
Here’s a little something to lift you up

A little help can go a long way for an angel in disguise

Lift you up, lift you up
Can I do a little something to lift you up
Lift you up, lift you up
Here’s a little something to lift you up

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TALK TO ME

Suzie Vinnick/Matt Andersen

Talk to me the way you want me to talk to you
Talk to me the way you want me to talk to you

When your day is long and you fall back home
You’re not alone, I’ll hear all you have to say

Talk to me the way you want me to talk to you
Talk to me the way you want me to talk to you

Arms open wide, come in and hide
I’ll be your guide, when you don’t know where to go

Come to me the way you want me to come to you
Come to me the way you want me to come to you

SOLO

When your day is long and you fall back home
You’re not alone, I’ll hear all you have to say

Talk to me the way you want me to talk to you
Talk to me the way you want me to talk to you
Talk to me the way you want me to talk to you

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SALT & PEPPER

Mike Biggar/Suzie Vinnick

I love you high, I love you low
I love you in between, that’s mostly what I know
I love you fancy, I love you plain
(I love you) in the sun, and I love you in the rain

Things are going our way or going down the drain

I love you gone away, I love you here
Dressed up fine, to the nines or blue jeans and a beer
I love you in the night, I love you in the day
I love you in December, baby I love you come what May

Things are going our way or going down the drain
Things are going our way or going down the drain

Black and white, salt and pepper, baby we belong together
Sunny skies, stormy weather, baby we belong together

I love you up, darlin’, I love you down
I love you in the country, baby, and when we paint the town
I love you lyin’ here and when you’re on the run
I love all that we got so far and all the times to come

Things are going our way or going down the drain
Things are going our way or going down the drain

Black and white, salt and pepper, baby we belong together
Sunny skies, stormy weather, baby we belong together

SOLO

Things are going our way or going down the drain
Things are going our way or going down the drain

Black and white, salt and pepper, baby we belong together
Sunny skies, stormy weather, wrong or right, worse or better
Baby we belong together

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RAINO

William Henderson/Claire Lawrence/Glenn Miller/William Ross Turney

Raino, raino, fall upon the earth again and make it good
And make it cool and fill the river
Fill the pool, quench the thirst of every fool and every sage
And every sour soul who’s lost so much – he doesn’t know his need

Mmmm in vain, in vain I tell you we’re all the same
‘Cause there you stand a-sayin’ man it’s not for real
‘Cause we’re the ones who get to steal the show
I don’t know perhaps you’re right but even so
If there’s no audience, there just ain’t no show.

Raino, rain, won’t you fall on me again
Because a moldy mold has settled, settled on my brain

And in vain, in vain I tell you we’re all the same
‘Cause there you stand sayin’ man it’s not for real
‘Cause we’re the ones who get to steal the show
And I don’t know, perhaps you’re right but even so
If there’s no audience (there just) ain’t no show.

SOLO

Raino, rain, won’t you fall, won’t you fall on me again
Because a moldy mold has settled, settled on my brain

In vain, in vain I tell you we’re all the same
‘Cause there you stand sayin’ man it’s not for real
‘Cause we’re the ones who get to steal the show
And I don’t know perhaps you’re right, but even so
If there’s no audience, you know there ain’t no show
And I don’t know perhaps you’re right, but even so
If there’s no audience, you know there ain’t no show
If there’s no audience, you know there ain’t, there ain’t no show

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IT DOESN’T FEEL LIKE SPRING ANYMORE

Suzie Vinnick

I once embraced the time of year
When warm winds whispered in my ear
It doesn’t feel like spring anymore

Days grow longer, robins sing
The emptiness that loss can bring
It doesn’t feel like spring anymore

I sit here in the darkness facing sadness one on one
Blue skies turned to gray that day and stole away the sun

You planted flowers with such care
Now you’re gone, the garden’s bare
It doesn’t feel like spring anymore

SOLO

I sit here in the darkness facing sadness one on one
Blue skies turned to gray that day and stole away the sun

The birds come back, blue skies too
But what’s not coming back is you
And that’s the one thing that I know for sure
It doesn’t feel like spring anymore

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THE PIE THAT MY BABY MAKES

Stevi Kittleson/Suzie Vinnick

Catfish fried in the moonlight
Maple syrup on golden cakes
I love those brandy soaked chocolate truffles
But it’s the pie that my baby makes

I like chowder in a storm when the lights go out
Burgers and fries and shakes

Some bitter almonds and sweet meringue
But it’s the pie that my baby makes

You can rub me down with pepper
Butter my buns and lick my chops
But don’t be stealing my mango pie
Or I’ll have to call the cops

I’m partial to potatoes
Fritters, beer and clam crab bakes
I’ve tried to savour soya
But it’s the pie that my baby makes

SOLO

You can rub me down with pepper
Butter my buns and lick my chops
But don’t be stealing my mango pie
Or I’ll have to call the cops

I’m partial to potatoes
Fritters, beer and clam crab bakes
I’ve tried to savour soya
But it’s the pie that my baby makes
It’s the pie that my baby makes
It’s the pie that my baby makes

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SECRET  (I’ll Never Tell)

Karen Morand/Suzie Vinnick

I had a rough night, I woke up foggy
I caught you sneaking through my mind
I hear you calling, low down and dirty
Don’t wanna answer you this time

Here I go again, falling for you, you sweet talk me every time

We’ve got this secret, we’ve got this secret
And I’ll never tell

First it was one time, then it was two times
Three and then it was four
You got me flying, high skydiving
Intoxicated and craving more

Here I go again, falling for you, you sweet talk me every time

We’ve got this secret, we’ve got this secret

I was dancing with danger, blissed and unaware
My troubles felt so far away
Now the party is over, I’m feeling so low
But you won’t go and I can’t stay

SOLO

So go away now, you can’t come in
I won’t miss you if you’re not around
Take your scheming, low down and dirty
Back to your hole deep in the ground

Here I go again, falling for you, you sweet talk me every time

We’ve got this secret, we’ve got this secret
And I’ll never tell

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CITY & SKIES

Suzie Vinnick/Carrie Catherine

When I was young, I lived by a field on the outskirts of Saskatoon
My dog and I strolled star speckled nights
And my sister and I rode our bikes through the wheat field

When the wind was right you could hear the train cry
And the hum of the cars on the highway
City and skies, breathing side by side
I hear them whisper, whisper my name

With all of my might I’m chasing my kite
Now tangled ‘round a willow on Glasgow St
But the willow fell down when they bulldozed the ground
To build up this town and they carted my kite-strings away

When the wind was right you could hear the train cry
And the hum of the cars on the highway
City and skies, breathing side by side
I hear them whisper, whisper my name

SOLO

Carry this suitcase, back to my birthplace
Time can’t change the paths we retrace

The wheat-field is gone, now it’s patches of lawn
And house after house that all look the same
But my heart has revealed that I still see the field
The great big sky and the sweet grass that waves

When the wind is right you still hear the train cry
And the hum of the cars on the highway
City and skies, breathing side by side
I hear them whisper, whisper my name

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LET ME MAKE IT UP TO YOU TONIGHT

Roy Forbes – Human Condition Music

Baby we had a little quarrel, we had ourselves a little fight
And if I have to beg or steal or borrow
I’ll make it up to you tonight

All day long I have been thinkin’, about a way to make it right
Cos, honey, our love boat is sinkin’
Let me make it up to you tonight

Lovers do what lovers will, life goes up and down
Hand in hand we must work until, we turn this thing around

Think of the love we will be missin’
While bitter tears, they blind our sight
I just can’t live without your kissin’
Let me make it up to you tonight

SOLO

Lovers do what lovers will, life goes up and down
Hand in hand we must work until, we turn this thing around

Think of the lovin’ we will be missin’
While bitter tears, they blind our sight
I just can’t live without your kissin’
Let me make it up to you tonight

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BIG TRAIN (FROM MEMPHIS)

John Fogerty

When I was young, I spent my summer days playin’ on the track.
The sound of the wheels rollin’ on the steel took me out, took me back

Big Train from Memphis, Big Train from Memphis
Now it’s gone gone gone,  gone gone gone

Like no one before, he let out a roar, and I just had to tag along
Each night I went to bed with the sound in my head
And the dream was a song

Big Train from Memphis, Big Train from Memphis
Now it’s gone gone gone,  gone gone gone

SOLO

Big Train from Memphis, Big Train from Memphis
Now it’s gone gone gone,  gone gone gone

Well I’ve rode ’em in and back out again
You know, what they say about trains
But I’m tellin’ you when that Memphis train came through
This ol’ world was not the same

Big Train from Memphis, Big Train from Memphis
Now it’s gone gone gone,  gone gone gone

Big Train from Memphis, Big Train from Memphis
Now it’s gone gone gone,  gone gone gone

HURT BY LUCK

Kevin Breit – Poverty Playlist

Under the weeping willow tree, please don’t you bury me
What lives with honour comes from out of state
I worked hard for my silver, never showed up a minute late

I had my pick of a dozen buzzing bees
They gave me all their honey for free
Then they saw me as a rude girl, throwing her anger down
Going out through the back door, paint another town

Ashes to ashes and rust to dust
Put me in a bottle and drink to us
Take my money that’s under the rug
Give it to the losers who are hurt by luck
Give it to the losers who are hurt by luck

Henry, dear Henry and his afterglow, he told me things I did not know
He could see the future; he knew when it would rain
We got caught in the down pour of champagne and Beaujolais

Fill the hole with sticks and stones, shut the lights and kill the phone
We looked to the horizon and all that glory be
Brother George Jones is roaring, we’re lost in the revelry

Ashes to ashes and rust to dust, put me in a bottle and drink to us
Take my money that’s under the rug
Give it to the losers who are hurt by luck

Ashes to ashes and rust to dust, put me in a bottle and drink to us
Take my money that’s under the rug
Give it to the losers who are hurt by luck
Give it to the losers who are hurt by – hurt by luck

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