Lyrics..
Favourite cup of coffee
(verse1)
She sitting down to her favourite
Cup of coffee
She smokes a cigarette and thinks about the man
She was with the night before
Says I don’t need love
I just need the arms of a stranger
Has a different man every night
But still she feels lonely
Then comes a day she will fly away
With the love that she once had
But until that day everything is bad
(verse2)
With no agenda she leads life
From day to day
Swallows down her last words
Saying he will be back some day today
Knowing she’s as good as
Last man that she’s had saying
No it’s not love but it aint bad
The mirror she holds doesn’t show
Her age and no one’s told
Her to turn the page and a
Beautiful rose always sometimes fades
(verse3)
She’s sitting down to her favourite cup of coffee
Knowing theirs no one out there
Who feels sorry she’s watching her ships come in
And her life go bye likes to sit by herself and let her cry
Then comes the day she will fly away
With the love that she once had
But until that day everything is bad
Lyrics by
Robert Champion
One Sweet Day
Michael J Colbung
Verse1
One these days, maybe a day like today,
I’m gunna pack my bags, and just walk away…
The kids are all grown, No more too-ing and fro-ing,
Gunna get my release, on that evening breeze.
Chorus1
Some times I wish that I could fly,
I’d head on out beyond the blue skies,
Gunna leave these worries behind….
Chorus2
No worries and no strife…
Gunna leave it all behind…
There’s a better way of live.
Verse2
Payn the middle man, just ain’t part of my plan,
How many times, Must we change our beliefs??
There’s an endless flow, of these everyday woes
There’s a big wide world, just beckon’s us to go
Old Days Gone
Michael J Colbung
Verse1
Hey there Grandpa….. talk about the days of old…
Of the time………………you wore a young man’s clothes…
Of the time………………you worked the new rail line…
Chorus
Oh the seasons came……. and the seasons go…
How I’d wished…………… that time would slow…
So little time………………… to get to know.
Verse 2
Hey there Grandma…….talk about the days of old…
Of the time…………………you wore a young girls clothes…
One more time………….. standing in the Mission line.
Chorus
Oh the seasons came. …….and the seasons go…
How I’d wished ……….……that time would slow…
So little time…………………. to get to know.
Refrain
Say goodbye to the Dreaming life..
Waken to the Whiteman’s strife..
Hark now hear the Mission bell..
Teach them well and break that Mother’s spell