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Where the heart is

His name is Charles, he lives alone, 
This broken Mercedes is his home. 
He's on the verge of calling time, 
Here on the verge of the A9. 
And they say that we shall have no part in this, 
And they say that home is where the heart is.

Her name's Marie, she's fair and kind, 
Some say she lost her mind. 
But I don't care, since she's got heart, 
And soul and love and joy and art. 
And they say that we shall have no masters, 
And they say that home is where the heart is.

His name is Jack, he'll make you freeze, 
He'll have you down upon your knees. 
He counts the days, you count the cost, 
He comes with winter, snow and frost. 
And they say that we shall have no martyrs, 
And they say that home is where the heart is.

Count the blessing, not the curse, 
Live for better, not for worse. 
Share and care, near and far, 
Love and be loved as you are. 
His name is Jake, he's out of work, 
He's out of favours, out of luck. 
He lost his house, he lost his wife, 
Before you know it, there goes your life. 
Oct 2013

© Copyright Edwin Muirhead



Where The Heart Is

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Music since 2011

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