Takes a Little Time Songtext
von Ferron
Takes a Little Time Songtext
Sadie′s mama was a tanger
Always pullin' her down to the ground
When Sadie got old enough, she moved in on her
Freedom was a one-way bus to another town
She had a little money, bought a dress and she put it on
She worked for days in an all-night restaurant
It was called "Believe It or Not, Anything You Want"
There was a woman on the graveyard shift
That seemed like a lot
She even took to coming early just
In case they could help her sometime
Seemеd that anything the graveyard lady wantеd, the graveyard lady got
Sadie decided the difference between them was a shadow line
Years would fly before she bothered to try to be her own true face
Right now, it seemed like everything was sadly stuck in place
Hot town Toronto, 1951
The spring is doing its stuff
She sent a letter home to say, "I′ve come undone"
And they say that's tough
Another birthday passes by
She has a dream one night that she can fly
She goes to work that day and all she does is cry, cry, cry
Sadie finally meets a man who dances a jig
And she follows him down
But don't he turn out to be a little angel of misery?
Living quiet in a private dream, protected by a frozen frown
And periodically he looks up and says, "Sadie
What′s to become of you and me?"
It′s at this time she holds his head
Half-wishing all the while that he's holding her instead
She finally tells him that and blows his mind
Takes a little time, takes a little time, takes a little time
Takes a little time, takes a little time, takes a little time
It′s so amazing what you don't find out when you′re dancing
Always pullin' her down to the ground
When Sadie got old enough, she moved in on her
Freedom was a one-way bus to another town
She had a little money, bought a dress and she put it on
She worked for days in an all-night restaurant
It was called "Believe It or Not, Anything You Want"
There was a woman on the graveyard shift
That seemed like a lot
She even took to coming early just
In case they could help her sometime
Seemеd that anything the graveyard lady wantеd, the graveyard lady got
Sadie decided the difference between them was a shadow line
Years would fly before she bothered to try to be her own true face
Right now, it seemed like everything was sadly stuck in place
Hot town Toronto, 1951
The spring is doing its stuff
She sent a letter home to say, "I′ve come undone"
And they say that's tough
Another birthday passes by
She has a dream one night that she can fly
She goes to work that day and all she does is cry, cry, cry
Sadie finally meets a man who dances a jig
And she follows him down
But don't he turn out to be a little angel of misery?
Living quiet in a private dream, protected by a frozen frown
And periodically he looks up and says, "Sadie
What′s to become of you and me?"
It′s at this time she holds his head
Half-wishing all the while that he's holding her instead
She finally tells him that and blows his mind
Takes a little time, takes a little time, takes a little time
Takes a little time, takes a little time, takes a little time
It′s so amazing what you don't find out when you′re dancing
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