Monday 26 January 2015

Dear Old Henry's Song

 Verse 1

The end of an era, comes to a close
Where you get off, nobody knows
I'll set the table, a place for us all
There's no replacement, when one us falls

Chorus

To those of you left, behind
I would like a little more time
You know I won't be long
I have to finish Old Henry's song

Verse 2

The barmaid loves an unquenchable thirst
I would say thank you for his humor first
You can all cry through the tears and the pain
I am here now but never again

M8

If there's a chance for one more dance
While we're singing to Steely Dan
On a plane to the south of Spain
Then back to the Clyde, in the cold rain

Verse 3

The end of an era, comes to a close
Where you get off, nobody knows
I'll set the table, a place for us all
There's no replacement, when one us falls

#aircrashdetectives #shocktherapy

#telepathicgraphics #printraleigh #24hrs

No comments:

Post a Comment