Sorcha
sure her it is:


      Katie
       by Dan O'Connell

Sitting on the porch alone
A little girl that is all grown
wondering how she's doing - so far away from me

Calling Rocky Mountains home
city life she's on her own
Years go by but in my mind all I ever see

Chorus:
Daddy play your old guitar, will you sing your irish songs
will you take me off to Welch's Park, can we walk the beach alone
I'd give the world and all my dreams, if once more I could be
On the porch this old guitar, my little girl and me

Pigtails and Barbie dolls
running wild through the hall
three wheeled bikes and old brown dogs
the way it use to be

seasons come and seasons go
she's making angels in the snow
help me tie my sneakers dad, it's just too hard for me



Days go by and seasons pass
memories forever last
flowers grow and blossom fast the way it has to be
Wedding rings and all the things
a brand new life with all new dreams
waiting for the one day when her own child says to me


Grampa play your old guitar .....