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Lyrics
(Hey)
(Oy)
Friday rain on Forty Fourth
Silver on the window glass
We were stacking cups for closing
Thinking every guest had passed
Then a stranger held the doorway
Shivering from the square
Ruth moved the candles down the table
Said pull up another chair
No papers at the doorway
No password anywhere
We only made the table wider
And pulled another chair
Pull up another chair
(Another chair)
There is always room for one more
Bring your worry bring your story
Leave the weather at the door
Pull up another chair
Let the old songs meet the new
When the world keeps drawing borders
We make room for you
A violin case was dripping
By a bicycle outside
Someone passed the challah clockwise
Someone found the lower line
English Spanish Russian Hebrew
Every accent filled the air
Soon the room became a chorus
Around another wooden chair
We do not wait for perfect people
We do not wait for perfect days
A table turns a crowd to neighbors
When everybody makes some space
Every welcome is a promise
Every promise needs a chair
(Dum dum dum)
(One more chair)
(Sha la la)
(Room to share)
Pull up another chair
(Another chair)
There is always room for one more
Bring your worry bring your story
Leave the weather at the door
Pull up another chair
Now the old songs meet the new
When the world keeps drawing borders
We make room for you
One more chair
(One more chair)
One more song
(One more song)
One more light to carry on
There is room for you
Behind the song
The song’s story
An old value, a new doorway
In Genesis 18, Abraham welcomes travelers with water, food and a place to rest. We hear that tradition of practical hospitality behind this new song: belonging is offered through a meal and a place at the table, not through a test at the door.
Genesis 18
Friday night in Manhattan
Walter J. Kin imagines the OyPizza team closing up on a rainy evening. A soaked stranger arrives with a violin case; Ruth moves the candles and adds a chair. This is a newly written scene, not a report of an event or a translation of a biblical passage.
Our recording & notes
The table becomes a chorus
Challah passes from hand to hand and different accents meet in song. Tango, samba swing, doo-wop and klezmer colors mirror that welcome. The Jewish connection is both recognizable and open: the table becomes larger because another person has arrived.
Our recording & notes
About this recording
The OyPizza team is closing up on a rainy Manhattan evening when a soaked stranger appears. Ruth moves the candles and brings another chair. An ordinary after-shift meal becomes an act of welcome.
Walter J. Kin's original song blends Jewish tango, samba swing and doo-wop with klezmer clarinet and a communal choir. The welcome is practical: make the table wider and let old songs meet new ones.
Why we consider this song Jewish or Jewish-themed
Friday-night candles, shared challah and Hebrew among the table's many languages give the story a Jewish frame. The music adds klezmer and Jewish-tango colors.
For us, its central idea is hospitality without a test of belonging. Jewish cultural details remain visible while people of different backgrounds find a place at the same table.
