Name: Washington - Moscow - Jerusalem - Judgement Day? (See Info) by Mr.Britton.Music
Duration: 2 min 48 s
Description: For the return to Sanity, for all Humanity, in every war-torn corner of the world.

Another woman died in a Doorway on our busy shopping streets over the Christmas period. She was an Irish woman from Cork in this instance. There are so many homeless people in our city streets, and I observed that almost all the sheltered Shop fronts in the city have people sleeping rough every night. The frost has set in and the nights are bitterly cold and my heart goes out to all those poor people who have to sleep rough. This song is in Memory of the woman who died in Cork , Ireland. May she rest in Peace. 

In my song  “ Cold doorway Bed “ I have created a fictious woman called" who comes from a war torn Eastern European country and who has ended up sleeping rough. Her husband and Children have been killed and she has fled for her life but ends up sleeping in a doorway on Christmas day. I am trying to draw a comparison between the overindulgence that happens over the Christmas period and the plight of Refugees and homeless people in our societies. Christmas should be a Joyous occasion for us all, the birthday of our Savior compared to the death of a homeless person. I want to bring home this Tragedy in full living Colour for us all to see the reality of homelessness for thousands of people in every country across our planet. 

Johnny Mc Farlane 


Cold Doorway Bed .

She sleeps in a doorway, No crib for her Bed.
No bright light of Silver shone around her head.
She lies in the Cold, the rain, and the Snow. 
All alone in this world she has nowhere to go.

As the bells ring for Christmas, she makes up her bed.
Wet cardboard beneath her, a coat for her head.
As the Cold winter wind cuts her to the bone.
She cries in the nighttime and feels so alone.

As She Cries in the Night,
she prays for a light. 
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light didn’t come.
and she sleeps in the doorway alone.

As she lay in the doorway she drifted away.
She dreamt of her life in a happier day. 
Back When she was a mother.
Back when she was a wife.
Back when she had a family.
 back when she had a life.

But this war rages on and it’s taken them all.
Her Husband, her Children.
But she can still hear them Call.
Still sees their faces when she closes her eyes.
She can still feel their kisses and she still hear their cries.

As She Cries in the Night, she prays for a light.
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light never comes, and she sleeps in the doorway alone.

As she lies in the Doorway 
Her Eyes fill with Tears.
She recalls her Loved ones.
It been so many sad years.
Since she’s held them and kissed them.
Since they all went away. 
As she closed her eyes.
She starts to Pray.

As She Prays in the Night, she prays for a light.
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light never comes, and she sleeps in the doorway alone.





She never woke up, They found her Body next day.
Rigid and cold she blocked the Shop Doorway.
A crowd gathered round to look and to stare. 
The shop wasn’t open that was their only care 
And as the church bells did rang and the Caroler's did sing.
For that poor homeless woman not 1 bell did ring.
Not 1 prayer was said , Not 1 tear was shed.
She died all alone in a cold Doorway Bed.

Cold Doorway Bed  : Semi Finalist in the UK Songwriters competition 2024

The older I get the more I realise that the Stairway to Heaven is not an easy path. It is steep and has many pitfalls, many that I have fallen on and many that still allude me. The path is littered with pain and heartache, and no one gets in unless they truly have tried to overcome the pain and hardship of this crazy world. How much Pain do we have to Pay to get inside the Perly gates and is it wort it? I cant answer this one but my song tries to contemplate the trials and tribulations of Life at the moment and asks the question. “When does the bad stuff stop and when does the God stuff start?” 

Written, performed and produced by: John Mc Farlane 


I just noticed something lately and it’s the strangest story that I could tell 
But it seems like the Stairway to Heaven is paved with Red hot Coals from Hell 

I just noticed something lately It seems strange after all these year 
But seems like rivers in Heaven are filled with our pain and our tears 

Chorus 
So where does the bad stuff stop and where does the God stuff start 
Where does the pain give way to the peace in your heart 
I walked that path of Red-hot coals I burn my heart ad burn my soles
I lost my way a million times I paid for my sins and for my crimes 

When does the God stuff start       all I want is peace in my heart 

I just noticed something lately     and it’s driving me insane 
It seems like the rain in heaven comes from our hurt and our pain 
I know I’m arriving here sort of late, but I have hope and o have faith 
But how much pain do I have to pay to get inside that pearly GATE 

So where does the bad stuff stop and where does the God stuff start 
Where does the pain give way to the peace in your heart 
I walked that path of Red-hot coals I burn my heart ad burn my soles
I lost my way a million times I paid for my sins and for my crimes

The God Stuff

Endless Foolin' (Instumental)

Second Chance w/lyrics

Courting Sarah May

After Fieldings 18th century Tom Jones character!

Rosie Jones and Annabelle Lee

For the return to Sanity, for all Humanity, in every war-torn corner of the world.

Washington - Moscow - Jerusalem - Judgement Day? (See Info)

For the lost,
For those who mourn,
For the traumatised, displaced and suffering,
And those who care for them in Ukraine, Russia, Israel and Palestine and wider despite the bitterness,
Let there be peace in time
God bless
Dave

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David Stewart Britton dob 14th January 1936
Dear scanners of the internet - at the age of 74 years in sleep, I heard melodies – often with lyrics I had no knowledge of.

Soon after, I met Peter Blackwood the well known Bath entrepreneur of semi professional musicals who helped to get me started and recorded some of my music. He also arranged a concert for my music at the Friends Meeting House in Frenchay, Bristol with 2 friends there providing the linkage at Christmas 2015.

Later in Mangotsfield near Bristol I met Andy Horrel – a gifted song writer who also recorded some of my songs - some with his orchestrations and introduced me to the UK Song Writers Competition in 2012 and 2013 my Afghan War Requiem was considered for the top prize in the classical section. Since then I have written 25 songs. 

Now in my 89th year I would like to complete the list for your perusal - while there is yet time!!
I sang - with a few others - My Vespers for the Fallen - at St Mary’s Church in Bitton near Bristol at last year’s Remembrance Service. In 2012 it was also heard at St. Peters' Parish Church in Royal Wootten Bassett with the then Archbishop of York attending and according to the then minister - well received.

I hope you enjoy some of my songs and instrumentals and share.

I will also be rerecording tracks with piano accompaniment from my Pianist Friend Ken Dale .

Washington - Moscow - Jerusalem - Judgement Day? (See Info)

Mr.Britton.Music

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