Jennifer

The first girl in my life was called Jennifer
She had auburn hair and spots
She wrote me searing letters
And loved me lots and lots
We would walk through the tangle down
And passed the rushy pool
Holding hands on Sundays
And each Wednesday after school
To bore you with the others in my life
Would spoil the love that’s past
No one sends me letters now
Adoration fails fast
Ahh, to walk through the tangle down
And past the rushy pool
Where we held hands on Sundays
And each Wednesday after school
When all of my life’s years have kissed me
And in a flower garden I’m laid to rest
Dreaming of that fiery maid
The one I loved the best
Again we’ll walk through tangle down
Then past the rushy pool
Holding hands on Sundays
And each Wednesday after school