Ben



YOU CAME ROUND THE CORNER THAT DAY IN JULY
AND TOOK A PIECE OF MY HEART,SO IT'S HARD SAYING GOODBYE.
WHY DID IT HAPPEN,I ASK MYSELF WHY,
AS I SIT HERE ALONE WHERE NO ONE SEES ME CRY.
I'VE FOT WONDERFUL MEMORIES,RIGHT FROM THAT DAY,
YOU CHEWED THROUGH MY SLIPPER,
I SAID I'D MAKE YOU PAY,
YOU CLIMBED ON MY KNEE , AND LIFTED YOUR CHIN,
WITH THAT RAGGY WET BEARD I JUST HAD TO GIVE IN.
REMEMBER THE CHASES WE HAD ROUND THE YARD,
WITH THAT TATTY OLD FOOTBALL,
THAT WAS MORE SOFT THAN HARD,
YOU'D SNEAK BEHIND SAM WHEN HE'S PICKING THE GREENS
AND JUST HELP YOURSELF TO THE CARROTS AND BEANS.
WHEN I GOT THE DINNER,YOU'D PAW AT MY LEG,
WITH THOSE SOFT BROWNEY BLUE EYES
A PIECE OF TURNIP YOU'D BEG.
I WAS WASHING THAT MONDAY
YOU SHOT OFF FOR A MINUTE,JUST ONE,
I WENT OUT TO CALL YOU,TOO LATE YOU WERE GONE.
YOU'D DASHED INTO THE ROAD,THE LAD COULDN'T PULL UP.
YOU DIED LIKE YOU LIVED,SUCH A HAPPY YOUNG PUP.
SO, RUN ,BEN RUN,IT'S NOT VERY FAR,
THEY'RE ALL WAITING FOR YOU,THE DOORS ;EFT AJAR,
JOE'S THERE KIM AND BUTCH,YOU'LL BE HAPPY AGAIN,
BUT PLEASE BEN, BE THERE, WHEN I COME UP THAT LANE....



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