I went out to the Station, a pub just down the lane
Me an an Mick fancied a pint and ter get out of the rain
as we pushed the swingdoors open , the music filled our ears
it was Simon And Garfunkel! it nearly brought on tears

There besides the jukebox was this loverly lookin lass
I said Mick me darlin boy! i'm gonna make a pass!
her eyes sparkled like diamonds an such a loverly nose
that was the first time , i saw my English rose

Mick went home alone that night, my mind was far away
I took her home and kissed her, and then went on my way
we met again the next night, and love was in the air
each wakeing moment i had ,i wanted her to share

whenever i think of roses, i think of that loverly lass
when we went out dancing, and the things that came to pass!

© Baldric

 

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