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Songs of the Year: Vol. 3

by Clea Roddick

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1.
Little Tree, Little Mountain There’s a little tree There’s a little mountain And I keep them in my heart They protect me from the downtown Where the streetlamps pull me apart There’s a little tree, there’s a little mountain And a river that’s deep and wide. And they keep me high on the banks here Or I’d be drowning on the other side There’s a little tree, there’s a little mountain And they are closer than you know Old foundation, four walls around us All are built from the plank and stone Of the little tree, oh the mountain And the river, so deep and wide Yes they make this happy home, dear Where we stay so safe inside So now don’t fear your final passage When you have to walk out alone Just keep the boulder at your shoulder And the branches where you can hold Hold the little tree And hold the mountain And the river, so deep and wide And the sunlight, that’s all around you Will take you smiling to the other side You’ll see the little tree You’ll see the mountain And the river, so deep and wide And the sunlight all around you Will take you smiling to the other side Yes, the sunlight that’s all around you Will keep you smiling on the other side
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Learn To Write What’s a girl to do these days When a good man goes far away? And he rolls that train of little kisses Leaves her waving in the distance She’s the one who lived alone with a loaded gun And a bag of bones But now he’s got her, so unarmed She’s still waving And he’s gone Oh, oh, oh, You should learn to write Oh, oh, oh, You should learn to write My Grandpa he went to war And wrote a letter in North Africa that said: ‘Here’s a rose pressed flat inside, won’t you hold it my sweet bride? I still don’t know how you’re my wife But I think of you, I think it saves my life.’ Oh, oh, oh, You should learn to write Most good things are slow You should learn to write So mothers’ teach your sons to communicate How can a boy with such perfect lips Underestimate the perfect kiss In a message that is just from his Pen Oh, when will you write? Oh, oh, oh, You should learn to write Most good things are slow You should learn to write Oh, oh, oh, You should learn to write Most good things are slow I wish that you would write
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Move Back to the Country Here’s a little song about going up the lake Getting sand in your pockets and the little kids say Let’s move back to the country Move back to the country Sand in your pockets and fishing at the lake Don’t worry about the money That your never gonna make Just move back to the country Baby wants to move back to the country Momma gonna move back to the county Daddy better move back to the county Running down the road when the horses get away Don’t worry about the money That you’re never gonna make Just move back to the county Tell me a tale in the back of a truck, Willow branch hits your face and your hat falls off Let’s move back to the country Move back to the county Flat out of gas but chock full of luck It’s a nice long walk in the sweet summer hush Let’s move back to the country Baby wants to move back to the country Momma gonna move back to the county Daddy better move back to the county Running down the road when the horses get away Don’t worry about the money That you’re never gonna make Just move back to the county Baby wants to move back to the country Momma gonna move back to the county Daddy better move back to the county Sand in your pockets and fishing at the lake Don’t worry about the money That you’re never gonna make Just move back to the county Move back to the country Move back to the country Move back to the country

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"How sweet to be a Cloud, floating in the Blue! Ev'ry little cloud always sings aloud." -A.A. Milne

This is the third EP in a series of 4. Celebrating the seasons, people, birds, trees, rocks, letters and hums.

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released October 15, 2011

Recorded mostly 'live off the floor' at The Station Recording Company in Calgary, Alberta, Canada

Produced by Craig Newnes and Clea Roddick
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Craig Newnes

'Learn to Write' written by Clea Roddick '(SOCAN)
'Little Tree, Little Mountain' and 'Move Back To the Country' Lyrics by Clea Roddick, Music by Clea Roddick and Craig Newnes (SOCAN)

Clea Roddick-vocals, piano, glockenspiel
Craig Newnes-acoustic guitar, bass, bg vocals
Spencer Cheyne-drums
Caleb Roddick-slide guitar
Ben Plotnick-fiddle
Mike Little-piano on 'Move Back to the Country'
Kathy Cook, Natasha Platt and Emily Triggs-background vocals

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Clea Roddick British Columbia

“where street meets book," Clea grew up on an off-the-grid ranch in northern Alberta. Her 2009 debut release ‘Rollerskate,’ was added to over 300 independent radio stations, charted across North America and featured on MTV’s ‘The Real World’. Her 2011 effort is a series of 4 EPs recorded and released within one year entitled ‘Songs of the Year: Vol. 1, 2, 3 and 4' ... more

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