Silverado Cafe Lyrics

When things go South and it starts to show,

I drive North on route eighteen;

There's a place I know;

You'd swear you just stepped out of a time machine.

Your canyon friends make cameo scenes;

In the air, there's a hint of kerosene;

I will admit it's a little bit out of the way;

But I'm talking about the Silverado Cafe.

Where the the volume is set just a little bit lower;

People you don't even know greet you with a smile;

I swear the clocks tick here just little bit slower;

You work things out in your head--it's your style;

Where there is no pretense: all the same;

Everybody here seems to know your name;

Gaze out the window, your troubles, they just fade away;

Nothing can touch you at the Silverado Cafe.

Yeah, come as you are; embrace the plaid;

Have some scrambled eggs you will be glad;

It's like a page from a Tennessee Williams play,

Time stands still at the Silverado Cafe.

Now I'm feeling good; I don't need a thing;

What stories we'd have if these walls could sing;

While I'm here all I want to do is stay;

Stay right here at the Silverado Cafe.