Jackie Leven My Spanish Dad
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[Verse 1]
I see him rocking in an old Cortina
As he makes his way to the auction room
Auction room in Ladybank
In the Howe of Fife in the afternoon
This was the way he liked to spend his time
When time was his to spend at all
Standing in a room full of junk and beauty
Listening to the auctioneers's call
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He was so far a way- so far away
Far away in a yellow-gold land
Sitting in a square by a little brass band
I don't know but I've been told
A daddy's heart is paved with gold
Walk on splinters to his arms
Feel him breathing deep and calm
[Verse 2]
I hear him singing long lost songs
As his big hands turn the driving wheel
Songs from a childhood spent by rivers
In the evenings he could hear a lone bell peal
I walk in a bar in a southern town
And the barman's a fine old Spanish lad
He talks so warm to the man in the storm
And he might have been a friend of my Spanish dad
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[Verse 3]
I rose up on a warm June morning
And I walked through warm air to the sea
I heard the sound of the idle breeze
As it whispered through the twisted trees
I heard a voice of feather and steel
As the shadow of a wing fell across my door
Saying "Glory be to the first born pain
Your king is on this earth no more"
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