Songs of the Year: Vol. 3

by Clea Roddick

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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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Track Name: Little Tree, Little Mountain
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
Track Name: Learn To Write
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
Track Name: Move Back To The Country
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