Remember My Name

I was wanting many more
I’d be as great as [?]
And I’ll remain forlorn
Of the memory of what once was
Am I chasing a crossing from a well?
Our boy’s a whippet, he’s faster than anything
Remember the pride that we felt?
For, the two of us made him ourselves

Humour me
Make my day
I’ll tell you stories
I’ll kiss your face
And I’ll pray you’ll remember my name

I’m not sure of what awaits
I was never a fan of Saint Peter and his gates
But, by God, I pray
That I’ll see you in some way
On 11 Wark Avenue
It was something to behold
To them, it’s a council house
To me, it’s a home
And a home that you made
Where the grandkids could play
But it’s never the same without you

So, humour me
Make my day
I’ll tell you stories
I’ll kiss your face
And I’ll pray you’ll remember my name

And I’ll pray you’ll remember my name
And I’ll pray you’ll remember our name