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The Highway Cafe
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A folk ballad written in the troubadour style; about Maria, the daughter of an innkeeper at the Highway Cafe.
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Singer, Songwriter, Musician, Laura Stephen MacInnis, Late Bloomer from Toronto, Ontario Canada
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
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#19,527 today Peak #140
#4,303 in subgenre Peak #30
Author
Laura Stephen MacInnis (Words and Music)
Rights
Laura Stephen MacInnis - March 2002
Uploaded
May 24, 2003
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MP3 4.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
During a songwriting course at Humber College, Toronto, we were given an assignment to find interesting song titles within a chapter of one of our favourite books. Thus, the title 'The Highway Cafe' was born.
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The Highway Cafe Music and Words by Laura Stephen MacInnis Copyright © March 2, 2002 Email: lmacin@yahoo.com Once upon a time there were storytellers Who sang of times gone by They wove tales of woe and happiness To all who did pass by To all_ who dare_ say aye They spoke of maid Maria The pride of the Highway Café Of how she stirred the senses Of how she liked to play And they Told of how her shadow Cast upon the café wall Her sultry silhouette Admired there by all And her shawl Draped o'er her shoulders Around her neck in jest Silver black hair that glistened Caressed her soft white breast She was blessed… Maria was a beauty Her beauty it came from within The suitors came a courtin' The innkeeper let them in But Maria was not taken By the one her father chose Cause the midnight marauder Maria's heart he knows. They galloped away at starlight Even though her kin forbade To pledge their love everlasting To fulfill their promises made Possessed, they were possessed… The lovers were unsuspecting Enchanted by the moonlight Their black stallion spooked by shadows Cast off its' riders that night. Maria lay still and lifeless Upon a grassy knoll Her eyes they closed for the last time Tears flooded from his soul The scent of Maria still lingers Her voice it fades away Beautiful maid Maria The pride of the Highway Café And therein lies the story Senses 'roused beneath the moon Tender passion and desire That ended all too soon That ended_ all_ too soon Once upon a time there were storytellers Who sang of times gone by. They wove tales of woe and happiness To all who did pass by To all_ who dare_ say_ aye.
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