Missing
Sometimes I see a pretty girl on the street tis then you I miss
Not only I remember your laugh and smile I also miss your kiss
You'd have thought all those memories would slip away with the years
But all those loving memories are our teenage souveneirs
The plans we had the dreams to fill an essence of our own
The many years not knowing whither or yon the great unknown
For six long months there was no one else without many plans
Like silly geese in puppy love the maturing of the glands
We had dreams of being together but I had an empty purse
While you had great ambitions to become a Hospital nurse
But things don't get better by themselves and did not improve
And while your parents put up with me they did not approve
I had no business to inherit so I knew they were right
I was not the oldest son so immigration was in sight.
So I boarded a jet One day in May I shall not forget
Leaving you and dear old Ireland on a day I oft regret
To the river glen and the winding road I bid a sad adieu
If you had not gone to town I would have said it to you
Those happy days are long gone with regret I look back
The suitcase was filled so long ago alas I can't unpack
The large wa;;et in my pocket was earned with sweat and tears
I wish you had come with me because now we'd be milliomaires
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