Thanks for that Aine,
I've been asked for a couple of my songs recently, they are "The Softest Touch"
and "Lord Bartock", so here they are, thanks.
Ken
THE SOFTEST TOUCH (C) Ken Robertson 12/10/1999.

D
Please understand, a simple man like me,
C
Could never make a move, you could reject.
D
Beware! The slightest movement of the eye,
C
Might show some feeling, someone could detect.
G D
But worry not I'll hide emotion, be it slight or strong.
C G D
But let me touch you softley, with my song.

D
Do you listen to the words I spill,like tears,
C
That spring from crying of the heart,
D
Or smile on nonsence, in a song,
C
That I might finish soon, before you start.
G
As I was running up some hill,
D
Did your ears track my footsteps, weak or strong,
C
God knows I can't ignore you,
G D
So, let me touch you, softley, with my song. (CHORUS)

D
You understand the meanings, I've wrapped within,
C
And, inbetween, the lines,
D
At times I trapped your smile in them,
C
I've caught your laughter, often, other times.
G
I wasn't singing solo,your mind was up there,
D
With me, all along.
C
All things in life are possible,
G D
So let me touch you softley, with a song. (chorus)

D G
Could I touch you with my song today,
D
For fate may never give another chance,
G D
Two paths may cross but once, and never stir the earth in dance.
G D (CHORUS )
I'll keep it simple, you knew I was that, all along.
C G D
Two paths may cross but once, yet, I might touch you, softly, with a song.

(C) Ken Robertson 13/10/1999

- LORD BARTOCK, LADY CLARE and LOCKLAN (the locksmith)
©Ken Robertson 6/4/1998.

Dm C Dm
(1) Dm Gm A7 Dm
Lord Bartock called his Lady Clare, said "I must go away.
Gm A7 Dm
I will grab my sword and shield, I'm off to the crusades.
Gm Dm
I have a little gift for you as I'm gone day and night,
Gm A7 Dm
A gold and felt, chas-ti-ty belt, will help you sleep real tight."

(2) Dm Gm A7 Dm
Now, Lady Clare was none too keen, to wear the golden locks,
Gm A7 Dm
But Bartock was a jealous type, and Lady Clare, a Fox .
Gm Dm
Though she did plead, he paid no heed, to treat her with suspicion ,
Gm A7 Dm
So, still he locked her in the belt, to safeguard their partitian.

Gm Dm Gm
Is the keeper, of the key, the master of the heart?
A7 Dm (chorus)
"All is fair in love and war." He said that at the start.

(3) Dm Gm A7 Dm
Lord Bartock galloped off to war, sword drawn for the fight,
Gm A7 Dm
And Lady Clare would lay awake, and try stray keys at night.
Gm Dm
But ne'ar a key did come to hand, to open up her lock,
Gm A7 Dm
And Bartock had the master key, hidden in his sock. (chorus)

(4) Dm Gm A7 Dm
One day, fate would have it, 'cause fate's like that for sure,
Gm A7 Dm
Locklan, the mobile locksmith, knocked on the castle door,
Gm Dm
He took pain, to then explain, he'd open any locks,
Gm A7 Dm
Be it on a celler door, or on a jewelled box. (chorus)

(5) Dm Gm A7 Dm
Lady Clare, she heard the words that tumbled off his tongue.
Gm A7 Dm
"I bid you, sir, to break the lock, I need to be undone."
Gm Dm
So he agreed, and did proceed, to pick the lock himself,
Gm A7 Dm
Though he feared, that doing so, could be bad for his health.

(6) Dm Gm A7 Dm
His skillful hands did skate around, like feathers on the lock,
Dm Gm A7 Dm
And Lady Clare, so long untouched, had one or two, small shocks.
Gm Dm
The locksmith man, with steady hands, had soon removed her bounds,
Gm A7 Dm
Just then, Bartock was home from war, Clare heard his barking hounds.

(7) Dm Gm A7 Dm
As Bartock held his key in hand, and aimed it at the door,
Gm A7 Dm
He was knocked down by a cannon-ball, you should have heard him roar.
Gm Dm
And Lady Clare, she said, "Clear off! The locks have all been changed,
Gm A7 Dm
You can't even row the boat, the moat has all been drained."

(8) Dm Gm A7 Dm
"You never cared a fig for me, you just locked me up.
Dm Gm A7 Dm
I cursed you when you went away, I had had enough.
Gm Dm
You can't lock up emotions, you won't try that, no more.
Gm A7 Dm
I'm pushing a Court-Order, underneath the door.
Gm Dm Gm
Is the keeper of the heart, the master of the key?
A7 Dm
All is fair in love and war, you once said that to me."

(9) Dm Gm A7 Dm
"And I have found another, who is more to please,
Dm Gm A7 Dm
He found a way into my - heart, and didn't need your keys,
Gm Dm
If you feel frustration, as you're strutting, like a cock,
Gm A7 Dm
I'll throw you my chas-ti-tity belt, the key's still in your sock. (chorus)

© Ken Robertson 6/4/1998

Thanks Aine.