Is your heart made of stone© T. Fallon091717

Is your heart made of stone© T. Fallon091717

Is your heart made of stone?

How could you go and leave me Joan

I built you up like you were on a throne

I got up this morning and you had flown

Back to your mother in County Tyrone

I thought you loved the house in Bayonne

I wish you had called me on the phone

Instead of a note under the bottle of cologne

You know I’ve been suffering from a gallstone

And an impacted tooth in my jawbone

A knee and an ankle that are blown

With pain that can’t be eased by cortisone

You couldn’t wait ‘til the children were grown

They are fighting like it is a combat zone

Mary wants to go dancing without a chaperone

And Michael shouts at me in baritone

I’m trying to take care of them all alone

Why did you have to go back to County Tyrone?

My own trip to Ireland I must postpone

You took all the money so I need a loan

At twenty per cent from a crook in Sierre Leon
So far if you are ever coming back is unknown

But we do know you are there in County Tyrone.