Track 7 of the album Kitchen Table Hymnal · 2022
Open Till Ten, Mr. Pereira's Corner Shop
“The bell above the door goes ching, same as when I was nine. Mr. Pereira still remembers my favourite candy.”
americana · corner-shop folk · dreamy americana · 3:53
Lyrics
Bell above the door goes ching Same as it did when I was nine Mr. Pereira at the counter Reading glasses, folded line Penny sweets in paper bags Milk and bread and the evening news He knows my name, he knows my mother's He knows which paper I would choose Open till ten, the sign says so The only light on the street Open till ten for the ones who forgot Something small and something sweet When the whole town's gone to sleep There's a window glowing gold Open till ten, and he's waiting there With a kind word for the cold A night nurse buying tea and mints A trucker counting out his change A kid who needs a birthday card He lets him pay another day He never makes a speech about it Just slides the bag across Says "Get on home, it's late, now go" And nobody's ever lost Open till ten, the sign says so The only light on the street Open till ten for the ones who forgot Something small and something sweet When the whole town's gone to sleep There's a window glowing gold Open till ten, and he's waiting there With a kind word for the cold Some folks build a monument Some folks write their name in stone He just kept the shutters up And never let us feel alone Every town should have a light Like that one on the corner there A little bell, a little kindness Hanging in the evening air Now I'm grown and far from home I stop at every corner store I buy a thing I do not need Just to hear a little bell once more And if I ever have a door I'll keep it open late For anyone who's walking past Who needs a place to wait Open till ten, the sign says so The only light on the street Open till ten for the ones who forgot Something small and something sweet When the whole town's gone to sleep There's a window glowing gold Open till ten, and I'll be waiting there With a kind word for the cold Ching goes the bell, ching goes the bell Goodnight, goodnight, all is well