The Schmuel Song - Jeremy Jordan
Schmuel would work till half-past ten at his tailor shop in Klimovich
Get up at dawn and start again with the hems and pins and twist
Forty-one years had come and gone at his tailor shop in Klimovich
Watching the winters soldier on there was one thing Schmuel missed
If I only had time old Schmuel said
I would build the dress that's in my head
A dress to fire
The mad desire
Of girls from here to Minsk
But I have no more hours left to saw
Then the clock upon the wall began to glow
And the clock said
Na na na na na na na
Oh Schmuel you'll get to be happy
Na na na na na na na
I give you unlimited time
Na na na na na na na
So Schmuel go sew and be happy
But Schmuel said
No no it's not my lot
I've gotta make do with the time I've got
Schmuel was done at half-past ten and he said
Good night old Klimovich
Put on his coat to go but then the clock cried
Wait Not yet
Even though you're not wise or rich
You're the finest man in Klimovich
Listen up Schmuel
Make one stitch and you'll see what you get yet
But Schmuel said
Clock it's much too late
I'm at peace with life
I accept my fate
But the clock said
Schmuel One stitch and you will
Unlock the dreams you've lost
So Schmuel with reluctance took his thread
He pulled a bolt of velvet and said
I should take out my teeth and go to bed
I'm sitting here with talking clocks instead
And the clock said
Na na na na na na na
Oh Schmuel you'll get to be happy
Na na na na na na na
I give you unlimited time
Na na na na na na na
Just do it and you can be happy
So Schmuel put the thread through the needle's eye
And the moon stared down from a starless sky
And he pushed the thread through the velvet black
And he looked and the clock was turning back
So he grabbed his shears and he cut some lace
As the hands moved first on the old clock's face
And his fingers flew and the fabric swirled
It was nine-fifteen all around the world
Every cut and stitch was a perfect fit
As if God Himself were controlling it
And Schmuel cried through a rush of tears
Take me back Take me back all forty-one years
And on it went down that silent street
Till Schmuel's dress was at last complete
And he stretched his arms
And he closed his eyes
And the morning sun finally started to rise
And the dress he made on that endless night
Was a dress that would make any soul take flight
Not a swatch not a skein had gone to waste
Every ribbon and button ideally placed
And swen into the seams were forty-one seasons of dreams
Dreams that you could feel
Coming real
And that very dress so the papers swore
Was the dress a girl in Odessa wore
On the day she promised forevermore
To love a young man named Schmuel
Who only one day before
Had knocked at her kitchen door
Plenty have hoped and dreamed and prayed
But they can't get out of Klimovich
If Schmuel had been a cute goyishe maid
He'd have looked a lot like you
Maybe it's just that you're afraid to go out on to a limb-ovich
Maybe your heart's completely swayed
But your head can't follow through
But shouldn't I want the world to see
The brilliant girl who inspires me
Don't you think that now's a good time to be
The ambitious freak you are
Say goodbye to wiping ashtrays at the bar
Say hello to Cathy Hiatt a big-time star
'Cause I say
Na na na na na na na na
Cathy you get to be happy
Na na na na na na na
I give you unlimited time
Na na na na na na na
Stop temping and go go be happy
Here's a headshot guy and a new BackStage
Where you're right for something on every page
Take a breath
Take a step
Take a chance
Take your time
Have I mentioned today
How lucky I am
To be in love with you