Post by Administrator on Mar 23, 2021 18:44:32 GMT
LONELY AT THE BAR
The day is long, I’ll chance upon, a mate to share my woes,
I choose an Inn - a cheerful place where everybody goes,
A motley crew should gather here, they come from not so far,
But alas this day it’s lonely - lonely at the Bar.
No one to share my views with, or pass the oldest joke,
Insults flying here and there across like-minded folk,
To bandy words while quaffing - from the cider jar,
Where have my all muckers gone? - It’s lonely at the Bar.
I drink alone and think a bit, of where my pals can be,
None of them teetotal - for all have been to sea,
But never mind, the Barmaid’s here to rib this ancient Tar,
Maybe it’s not so lonely, awaiting at the Bar.
Joe Earl March 2012
( From an idea by Len Dibb Western)
VIA: `A Bucket Of Steam` LINK
The day is long, I’ll chance upon, a mate to share my woes,
I choose an Inn - a cheerful place where everybody goes,
A motley crew should gather here, they come from not so far,
But alas this day it’s lonely - lonely at the Bar.
No one to share my views with, or pass the oldest joke,
Insults flying here and there across like-minded folk,
To bandy words while quaffing - from the cider jar,
Where have my all muckers gone? - It’s lonely at the Bar.
I drink alone and think a bit, of where my pals can be,
None of them teetotal - for all have been to sea,
But never mind, the Barmaid’s here to rib this ancient Tar,
Maybe it’s not so lonely, awaiting at the Bar.
Joe Earl March 2012
( From an idea by Len Dibb Western)
VIA: `A Bucket Of Steam` LINK