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When dining out alfresco
Underneath a starry sky
You may catch a thoughtful moment
Deep within your loved one’s eye.

If a moonbeam dwells upon her
Causing you to think the same
Each wondering like the other
Why she gladly took your name.

Was it just her simple beauty
Was it just her dimpled smile
Was it just her golden locks
That made her stand out a mile.

Was it just something much deeper
Was it just the sharpness of her mind
Was it just her gentle humour
Or was she just one of a kind.

The answer’s never simple
It’s a blend of all those above
When looking for a partner
There are so many shades of love.

Was it just your craggy looks
Was it just your toothy smile
Was it just your lack of hair
That made you stand out a mile.

Or was it just something deeper
Was it just the calmness of your mind
Was it just your way out humour
Or was it just you were her kind.

The answer’s never simple
It’s a blend of all those above
When looking for a partner
There are so many shades of love.

So when looking for romance
You will find no magic glove
Where all the fingers fit in neatly
There are too many shades of love.

Shades of Love.

Well young Jimmy was ambitious
The life of Riley was his goal
To live a hedonistic life
He would almost sell his soul.

Then when he couldn’t court success
It nearly drove him round the bend
Every time he saw a hopeful light
It was in a tunnel without end.

So when he had a pound to spare
He would buy a lottery ticket
He knew the odds were in the sky
But told himself he’d surely win it.

Whilst waiting for the draw that night
He’d let all his dreams run wild
He’d buy a yacht and sail the world
And visit every sun drenched isle.

He’d buy a castle by a lake
Where he’d stay in grandiose style
The thought of living like a lord
Would make the young man smile.

But when the draw was made
And all the lucky numbers in
He’d shrug his shoulders…still content
For he knew he wouldn’t win.

He never cursed his wretched luck
For it was not all it seems
He had already won a prize
With his one pounds worth of dreams.

He was a man of vision
Whose glass was never empty
He’d try again the next time round
For he still had dreams a plenty.

He’d wine and dine the local girls
Party through the long dark night
He’d be the centre of their world
And dance with any girl he liked.

He’d stroll into a showroom
And buy a dozen luxury cars
He’d stock a cellar full of wine
And smoke Cuba’s best cigars.

He’d become a space tourist
Looking back on this blue planet
He’d revel in the peace and quiet
Away from all the worldly racket.

Eventually he’d settle down
And find himself a gorgeous wife
They’d have two loving children
And live that hedonistic life

But when the draw was made
And all the lucky numbers in
He’d shrug his shoulders once again
For he knew he wouldn’t win.

He never cursed his wretched luck
For it was not all it seems
He had already won a prize
With his one pounds worth of dreams.

A Pounds Worth of Dreams.

When I was just a young man
My dad gave me a tip for life
He said my son be careful
How you should choose a wife.

There is a lesson to be learned
Love is a very fragile game
Switching on and off again
Just like an artificial flame.

Then when I married years ago
Still in my youthful prime.
The only question then was
Would we stand the test of time?

Well we went off to see the world
And traveled far and wide.
I lived supremely happy
With my colleen by my side.

We had no thought of going home
Living life so unconcerned
Both content to travel on
While still our passion burned.

But as the time went hurtling by
I began to see quite plain
Her love was turning on and off
Like a dancing artificial flame.

And as our love was wasting
The more I became concerned
I could only stand and watch
While the dying embers burned.

Well we talked and cried a lot
To save what we were losing.
My heart was surely breaking
For it wasn’t of my choosing.

I saw she had a troubled mind
And our love it would not last
She could not face the future
Whilst yearning for the past.

We went back home to Donegal
With neither one to blame
Our love had cruelly been snuffed out
Like some cold artificial flame.

Well we went our separate ways
And she found another life
Though she took up with no other
I knew that I had lost my wife.

From time to time we’d meet again
Both by accident or design
I wished that I could flick a switch
To reclaim what once was mine.

As painful time ticked slowly by
She saw the error of her ways
And realised she couldn’t live
Without our loved up days.

And so it was that finally
Right back to me she came
Love was switched back on again
Just like some artificial flame.

Now the lesson I have learned
Love is a very fragile game
Switching on and off again
Just like an artificial flame.

An Artificial Flame


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When dining out alfresco
Underneath a starry sky
You may catch a thoughtful moment
Deep within your loved one’s eye.

If a moonbeam dwells upon her
Causing you to think the same
Each wondering like the other
Why she gladly took your name.

Was it just her simple beauty
Was it just her dimpled smile
Was it just her golden locks
That made her stand out a mile.

Was it just something much deeper
Was it just the sharpness of her mind
Was it just her gentle humour
Or was she just one of a kind.

The answer’s never simple
It’s a blend of all those above
When looking for a partner
There are so many shades of love.

Was it just your craggy looks
Was it just your toothy smile
Was it just your lack of hair
That made you stand out a mile.

Or was it just something deeper
Was it just the calmness of your mind
Was it just your way out humour
Or was it just you were her kind.

The answer’s never simple
It’s a blend of all those above
When looking for a partner
There are so many shades of love.

So when looking for romance
You will find no magic glove
Where all the fingers fit in neatly
There are too many shades of love.

Shades of Love.

Well young Jimmy was ambitious
The life of Riley was his goal
To live a hedonistic life
He would almost sell his soul.

Then when he couldn’t court success
It nearly drove him round the bend
Every time he saw a hopeful light
It was in a tunnel without end.

So when he had a pound to spare
He would buy a lottery ticket
He knew the odds were in the sky
But told himself he’d surely win it.

Whilst waiting for the draw that night
He’d let all his dreams run wild
He’d buy a yacht and sail the world
And visit every sun drenched isle.

He’d buy a castle by a lake
Where he’d stay in grandiose style
The thought of living like a lord
Would make the young man smile.

But when the draw was made
And all the lucky numbers in
He’d shrug his shoulders…still content
For he knew he wouldn’t win.

He never cursed his wretched luck
For it was not all it seems
He had already won a prize
With his one pounds worth of dreams.

He was a man of vision
Whose glass was never empty
He’d try again the next time round
For he still had dreams a plenty.

He’d wine and dine the local girls
Party through the long dark night
He’d be the centre of their world
And dance with any girl he liked.

He’d stroll into a showroom
And buy a dozen luxury cars
He’d stock a cellar full of wine
And smoke Cuba’s best cigars.

He’d become a space tourist
Looking back on this blue planet
He’d revel in the peace and quiet
Away from all the worldly racket.

Eventually he’d settle down
And find himself a gorgeous wife
They’d have two loving children
And live that hedonistic life

But when the draw was made
And all the lucky numbers in
He’d shrug his shoulders once again
For he knew he wouldn’t win.

He never cursed his wretched luck
For it was not all it seems
He had already won a prize
With his one pounds worth of dreams.

A Pounds Worth of Dreams.

When I was just a young man
My dad gave me a tip for life
He said my son be careful
How you should choose a wife.

There is a lesson to be learned
Love is a very fragile game
Switching on and off again
Just like an artificial flame.

Then when I married years ago
Still in my youthful prime.
The only question then was
Would we stand the test of time?

Well we went off to see the world
And traveled far and wide.
I lived supremely happy
With my colleen by my side.

We had no thought of going home
Living life so unconcerned
Both content to travel on
While still our passion burned.

But as the time went hurtling by
I began to see quite plain
Her love was turning on and off
Like a dancing artificial flame.

And as our love was wasting
The more I became concerned
I could only stand and watch
While the dying embers burned.

Well we talked and cried a lot
To save what we were losing.
My heart was surely breaking
For it wasn’t of my choosing.

I saw she had a troubled mind
And our love it would not last
She could not face the future
Whilst yearning for the past.

We went back home to Donegal
With neither one to blame
Our love had cruelly been snuffed out
Like some cold artificial flame.

Well we went our separate ways
And she found another life
Though she took up with no other
I knew that I had lost my wife.

From time to time we’d meet again
Both by accident or design
I wished that I could flick a switch
To reclaim what once was mine.

As painful time ticked slowly by
She saw the error of her ways
And realised she couldn’t live
Without our loved up days.

And so it was that finally
Right back to me she came
Love was switched back on again
Just like some artificial flame.

Now the lesson I have learned
Love is a very fragile game
Switching on and off again
Just like an artificial flame.

An Artificial Flame

Mary was a Limerick lass
Who I met when I was there
She was a freckled beauty
With a head of deep red hair.

She had a glint within her eye
And a cheeky come-on smile
If I had known her nature then
I might well have run a mile.

Well I tried my luck one evening
At the local ceili dance
She didn’t take much winning
It began a fierce romance.

Well she was hard to handle
And could also be right scary
It was the reason local boys
Named her Contrary Mary.

Home grown lads were truly glad
When I took her off their hands
For she would wear them out each night
Dancing to the ceili bands.

She couldn’t help but fool around
Completely messing up our plans
Why she never played it straight
No one living understands.

In spite of this we fell in love
And one full-moon night she said
Don’t you think it’s time that we
Went off and got right wed.

I had no other plans that week
And though I was rather wary
We found a church and did the deed
And I wed contrary Mary.

Now you might think that I was doomed
And my life would be right hairy
But fifty years on from that day
I’m still wed to contrary Mary.

Contrary Mary

For fifty years I chased the rainbow’s end
Searching for that fabled pot of gold
And all that time you stood beside me
As together we grew grey and old.

Through the years of constant love
The flame never flickered hot and cold
We have stood the test of time
Since you slid on that band of gold

No one else can match your beauty
Since the early dawn of time
I can face my maker happy
In the knowledge you were mine.

On the grand day you were born
They threw away the sacred mould
When I review our time together
I’ve always had that fabled pot of gold.

For fifty years I searched the world
But I never found an easy life
The only fortune that I had
Was when you became my wife.

Together we’ve seen troubled times
As all the years rolled quickly by
You stayed with me through it all
For that I thank The Lord on high.

Now our anniversary looms
And you’re due a yellow rose
I need to thank Him once again
That I’m the only one you chose.

Though now our golden day has passed
And we continue to grow old
I’m still watching out for rainbows
And that fabled pot of gold.

I’m still watching out for rainbows
And that Fabled pot of gold.

That Fabled Pot of Gold.

When I was ten I had a pal
Who rejected girlie toys
She much preferred to run around
And play with all the boys.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was twenty…what a sight
She grew up and changed my life
The tomboy that I once had known
Was now my gorgeous wife.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was thirty…what a gift
Once more she changed my life
She gave to me a baby girl
The image of my darling wife.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was forty…what delight
Our family now was seven
My wife still looked a picture
I was in my seventh heaven.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was fifty…what a thrill
I was now a doting grandpa
My lovely wife refused to age
As she became a grandma.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was sixty…what content
With a life complete and happy
My wife became the matriarch
So loved by all her family.

Now that’s where the story ends
But there is no need to cry
For thanks to the Lord above
The years still go tumbling by.

The Years Went Tumbling By.

For a fleeting moment of eternal time
We are charged with life to hold so dear
But the challenge is a daunting task
There are so many shades of fear.

Fear of the unknown darkness brings
Fear of the flooding brought by rain
Fear of the storms which devastate
The very natural fear of pain.

Fear of drowning in deep water
Fear of falling from great height
Fear of happenings beyond control
The unrestrained fear of flight.

Fear of terror unexpected
Fear of a devastating war
Fear for loved ones far away
Fear of the next knock on the door.

Fear of failure in a task
Fear of letting down a friend
Fear for the future of our children
Fear of when the world will end.

The fretful fear of being wrong
The awful fear of being right
Fear of speaking out of turn
Fear of a friend’s defensive bite.

Fear tells us not to do that thing
Fear is a very sensory need
Fear tells us not to take that course
Fear is a warning we should heed.

And so it seems that fear itself
Has more than just one lonely facet
It helps protect the reckless soul
And should be thought of as an asset.

In a world so full of danger
And in a life we hold so dear
Our human instincts for survival
Overcome these shades of fear.

But the challenge is a daunting task
And as the end of life draws near
We may wonder how we coped
When there are so many shades of fear.

Shades of Fear.

What is this weird phenomenon?
This strange experience we view
This spooky feeling quickly gone
We’ve come to know as Déjà vu.

It really is the weirdest thing
A fleeting second from the past
When a subconscious bell may ring
But the moment doesn’t last.

Perhaps it’s just a latent dream
Of long lost love from years gone by
Someone I thought of as a queen
Who left me on my own to cry.

Or could it simply be the fact
That in the confines of my heart
These moments that I re-enact
Are wishful thinking on my part.

Perhaps it’s just some lonely girl
From some far distant parallel
Having seen my life unfurl
Casting some mysterious spell.

If I could just turn back the clock
Would I have let you slip away
For it came as such a shock
When you left me that awful day.

When I was left alone to fret
I had recurring thoughts of you
Were they just lost love regret
Or were they simply Déjà vu.

One day when feeling really blue
You came back into my life
I know it wasn’t Déjà vu
For now you are my loving wife.

So what is this weird phenomenon?
This strange experience we view
This spooky feeling quickly gone
We’ve come to know as Déjà vu.

Déjà vu.

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When dining out alfresco
Underneath a starry sky
You may catch a thoughtful moment
Deep within your loved one’s eye.

If a moonbeam dwells upon her
Causing you to think the same
Each wondering like the other
Why she gladly took your name.

Was it just her simple beauty
Was it just her dimpled smile
Was it just her golden locks
That made her stand out a mile.

Was it just something much deeper
Was it just the sharpness of her mind
Was it just her gentle humour
Or was she just one of a kind.

The answer’s never simple
It’s a blend of all those above
When looking for a partner
There are so many shades of love.

Was it just your craggy looks
Was it just your toothy smile
Was it just your lack of hair
That made you stand out a mile.

Or was it just something deeper
Was it just the calmness of your mind
Was it just your way out humour
Or was it just you were her kind.

The answer’s never simple
It’s a blend of all those above
When looking for a partner
There are so many shades of love.

So when looking for romance
You will find no magic glove
Where all the fingers fit in neatly
There are too many shades of love.

Shades of Love.

Well young Jimmy was ambitious
The life of Riley was his goal
To live a hedonistic life
He would almost sell his soul.

Then when he couldn’t court success
It nearly drove him round the bend
Every time he saw a hopeful light
It was in a tunnel without end.

So when he had a pound to spare
He would buy a lottery ticket
He knew the odds were in the sky
But told himself he’d surely win it.

Whilst waiting for the draw that night
He’d let all his dreams run wild
He’d buy a yacht and sail the world
And visit every sun drenched isle.

He’d buy a castle by a lake
Where he’d stay in grandiose style
The thought of living like a lord
Would make the young man smile.

But when the draw was made
And all the lucky numbers in
He’d shrug his shoulders…still content
For he knew he wouldn’t win.

He never cursed his wretched luck
For it was not all it seems
He had already won a prize
With his one pounds worth of dreams.

He was a man of vision
Whose glass was never empty
He’d try again the next time round
For he still had dreams a plenty.

He’d wine and dine the local girls
Party through the long dark night
He’d be the centre of their world
And dance with any girl he liked.

He’d stroll into a showroom
And buy a dozen luxury cars
He’d stock a cellar full of wine
And smoke Cuba’s best cigars.

He’d become a space tourist
Looking back on this blue planet
He’d revel in the peace and quiet
Away from all the worldly racket.

Eventually he’d settle down
And find himself a gorgeous wife
They’d have two loving children
And live that hedonistic life

But when the draw was made
And all the lucky numbers in
He’d shrug his shoulders once again
For he knew he wouldn’t win.

He never cursed his wretched luck
For it was not all it seems
He had already won a prize
With his one pounds worth of dreams.

A Pounds Worth of Dreams.

When I was just a young man
My dad gave me a tip for life
He said my son be careful
How you should choose a wife.

There is a lesson to be learned
Love is a very fragile game
Switching on and off again
Just like an artificial flame.

Then when I married years ago
Still in my youthful prime.
The only question then was
Would we stand the test of time?

Well we went off to see the world
And traveled far and wide.
I lived supremely happy
With my colleen by my side.

We had no thought of going home
Living life so unconcerned
Both content to travel on
While still our passion burned.

But as the time went hurtling by
I began to see quite plain
Her love was turning on and off
Like a dancing artificial flame.

And as our love was wasting
The more I became concerned
I could only stand and watch
While the dying embers burned.

Well we talked and cried a lot
To save what we were losing.
My heart was surely breaking
For it wasn’t of my choosing.

I saw she had a troubled mind
And our love it would not last
She could not face the future
Whilst yearning for the past.

We went back home to Donegal
With neither one to blame
Our love had cruelly been snuffed out
Like some cold artificial flame.

Well we went our separate ways
And she found another life
Though she took up with no other
I knew that I had lost my wife.

From time to time we’d meet again
Both by accident or design
I wished that I could flick a switch
To reclaim what once was mine.

As painful time ticked slowly by
She saw the error of her ways
And realised she couldn’t live
Without our loved up days.

And so it was that finally
Right back to me she came
Love was switched back on again
Just like some artificial flame.

Now the lesson I have learned
Love is a very fragile game
Switching on and off again
Just like an artificial flame.

An Artificial Flame

Mary was a Limerick lass
Who I met when I was there
She was a freckled beauty
With a head of deep red hair.

She had a glint within her eye
And a cheeky come-on smile
If I had known her nature then
I might well have run a mile.

Well I tried my luck one evening
At the local ceili dance
She didn’t take much winning
It began a fierce romance.

Well she was hard to handle
And could also be right scary
It was the reason local boys
Named her Contrary Mary.

Home grown lads were truly glad
When I took her off their hands
For she would wear them out each night
Dancing to the ceili bands.

She couldn’t help but fool around
Completely messing up our plans
Why she never played it straight
No one living understands.

In spite of this we fell in love
And one full-moon night she said
Don’t you think it’s time that we
Went off and got right wed.

I had no other plans that week
And though I was rather wary
We found a church and did the deed
And I wed contrary Mary.

Now you might think that I was doomed
And my life would be right hairy
But fifty years on from that day
I’m still wed to contrary Mary.

Contrary Mary

For fifty years I chased the rainbow’s end
Searching for that fabled pot of gold
And all that time you stood beside me
As together we grew grey and old.

Through the years of constant love
The flame never flickered hot and cold
We have stood the test of time
Since you slid on that band of gold

No one else can match your beauty
Since the early dawn of time
I can face my maker happy
In the knowledge you were mine.

On the grand day you were born
They threw away the sacred mould
When I review our time together
I’ve always had that fabled pot of gold.

For fifty years I searched the world
But I never found an easy life
The only fortune that I had
Was when you became my wife.

Together we’ve seen troubled times
As all the years rolled quickly by
You stayed with me through it all
For that I thank The Lord on high.

Now our anniversary looms
And you’re due a yellow rose
I need to thank Him once again
That I’m the only one you chose.

Though now our golden day has passed
And we continue to grow old
I’m still watching out for rainbows
And that fabled pot of gold.

I’m still watching out for rainbows
And that Fabled pot of gold.

That Fabled Pot of Gold.

When I was ten I had a pal
Who rejected girlie toys
She much preferred to run around
And play with all the boys.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was twenty…what a sight
She grew up and changed my life
The tomboy that I once had known
Was now my gorgeous wife.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was thirty…what a gift
Once more she changed my life
She gave to me a baby girl
The image of my darling wife.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was forty…what delight
Our family now was seven
My wife still looked a picture
I was in my seventh heaven.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was fifty…what a thrill
I was now a doting grandpa
My lovely wife refused to age
As she became a grandma.

Then time moved on unhindered
And the years went tumbling by.

When I was sixty…what content
With a life complete and happy
My wife became the matriarch
So loved by all her family.

Now that’s where the story ends
But there is no need to cry
For thanks to the Lord above
The years still go tumbling by.

The Years Went Tumbling By.


About Me

Bio

I am a 75 year old Englishman of Irish decent. I like 'Country' and 'Easy Listening' and some 'Irish Folk' when the mood takes me. I have recently taken to writing song lyrics to fill my time before I get the key to the 'Pearly Gates'. Regrettably I cannot write music or play an instrument, but I have a feel for the meter of a song. I write mainly 'Story Songs' plus some humorous/melancholy ones and of course the usual love songs. I write in a standard four-lines per verse format which I find easy to manage and develop and which I hope most people will find acceptable. If there are any artists out there who find my work agreeable I would be receptive to a collaboration in our mutual interests. I am also the author of 25 books, one of which is 'The Country Lyrics Store' which is available in the Amazon Kindle book store at the price of a good cup of coffee. Take a look. You will be able to sample 50 unique and unrecorded song lyrics without the need to make a purchase.

CV/History

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