Thanks for the friendly comments, Warwick.
I wrote two songs about Aberfan,but only "Morning" was really satisfying. Shirley sang it on album we made for the German company "pläne "back in 1972. The LP was called "Morning" and has now been re-released as a double CD in tandem with another LP we made around the same time called "Outside The City " ( My apologies for all that self publicity, but it does outline the details).
The words are as follows:
The early morning, the mist is drifting
D C D F#m
Across the autumn coloured leaves.
Em A D
The cattle low upon the hillside,
D F#m D
And turn, like shadows, through the trees.
Em A D
The dark clouds move above the valley,
Slowly, as the morning breaks.
The small birds chatter in the treetops,
And the sleeping village wakes.
The drizzling rain falls on the houses
In the hollow of the hills,
It splashes from the roofs and doorways,
And trickles down the window sills.
The church clock chimes the passing quarters,
And, to the early morning sound,
The chink of bottles add their echoes,
As the milkman makes his round.
Wives are setting breakfast tables,
Eggs are sizzling in the pan,
The shirt-sleeved men their tea are drinking,
As life goes on in Aberfan.
Thanks again for your interest.
D'you know what happened to Jack ? We lost contact some 30 or so years ago.