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Thread #72318   Message #1246506
Posted By: Big Al Whittle
13-Aug-04 - 02:01 AM
Thread Name: Lincolnshire Songwriting Competition (UK-2004)
Subject: RE: Songwriting Competition (UK)
wrote this in response your thread, I am hoping to pop it down on the portastudio later today and send it off. Its all about when I was a kid in Boston - 50 years ago now! Hope it turns out all right!

The Grammar School Puppy Dog

Somehow they could work it out, back in 1954
Some kids must have talked more posh, or perhaps the clothes they wore
But some were A class pupils, and some went in class B
And that's how it was the day we met, my best mate and me

Drawing pictures of our Mums, threading beads and chalking slates
The big girls said are you alright ducky? and the big boys called you mate
We always sat together, from five til I was ten
We'd get split up for acting daft, but we'd sneak back together again

The games we played , the way we laughed, and all those things we did
Before I was a grammar school puppy dog, and he was a Kitwood kid

We rode the ranges of the allotments, grazed our knees on every path
Fished at Cowbridge and Antons Gowt - the most fearless frogmen down the baths
We were Cisco Kid and Pancho, always the best of friends
Our little bikes were trusty mounts, at hometime and weekends

We splashed down paint, sang the hymns, wrote stories and did sums
But there came a day we had to part, when we were still the best of chums
Two taps fill a bath, one is tap A and one tap B.
One is warm and one is cold, that was him, and that was me.

The games we played , the way we laughed, and all those things we did
Before I was a grammar school puppy dog, and he was a Kitwood kid

The last time I saw Philip, we were dowtown on the bus,
We were both twenty, I was glad to see him, but I couldn't make a fuss
I was ashamed of my unhappiness, the sad days my life had seen
I was off at college, while he'd worked since sixteen

But if Pooh and Piglets are still playing there in 100 acre wood
If the enchanted things remain, and I think they should
Perhaps two mates are out today - off on a sunny bike ride
In a Lincolnshire town where the sky is big, down by the Witham side

The games we played , the way we laughed, and all those things we did
Before I was a grammar school puppy dog, and he was a Kitwood kid
hey grammar school puppy dog, high school cats,
when you see the Kitwood kids, raise your hats
hey grammar school puppy dog, high school cats,
when you see the Kitwood kids, raise your hats

©alan whittle2004-08-11