November 13, 2015

Lyrics

Just a deaf man in the shteeble,
and to everyone's surprise.
He comes to shul each Shabbos,
and he prays with tear-filled eyes.
His son he is the Chazan,
though his voice he's never heard.
But he sits there,
enjoying every word.

He watches every motion,
every gesture that he makes.
And he stays till the very end,
how ever long it takes.
And when the davening is over,
he's the first to reach his son.
And the deaf man in the shteeble says,
"Well done".

Now it's right before Yom Kippor,
and in the shteeble there is fear.
They want to start Kol Nidre,
but the Chazan's still not there.
Oh, the shul was filled with people,
as the night begins to fall.
But the deaf man's chair stands empty,
by the wall.

And suddenly the Chazan,
he comes rushing through the door.
He's wearing his white Chazan's hat,
he's never worn before.
He pauses for a moment,
at his father's empty chair.
And quietly,
he wipes away a tear.

And he runs up to the bima,
for there's no time left to wait.
And half the shul can hear the rabbi ask,
"How come so late?"
"Oh, just getting ready for Yom Kippor",
is all he'd say.
But now,
I'm going up to pray.

And he takes his place around it,
by the holy torah ring.
And in a voice so beautiful,
he begins to sing.
Oh, every heart was broken,
oh, and every soul turned bright.
From his Kol Nidre,
that Yom Kippor night.

And when he finished davening,
the rabbi asked to tell.
What was it he was thinking of,
that made him sing so well.
"Well you knew my dad was deaf", he said,
"Last night he pasted away.
It's the first time that my father's,
heard me pray".

And he takes his place around it,
by the holy torah ring.
And in a voice so beautiful,
he begins to sing.
Oh, every heart was broken,
oh, and every soul turned bright.
From his Kol Nidre,
that Yom Kippor night.
Oh, every heart was broken,
oh, and every soul turned bright.
From his Kol Nidre,
That Yom Kippor night

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