I was just in Mudchat, and mentioned a couple of lines from a song I wrote many years ago and Jeannie, Sorcha and Rapaire threatened consequences too fierce to mention if I didn't post the lyrics.

Many years ago, I was home in southern Wisconsin and we had a big family picnic out at the park. My Mother and Father and three of my Mother's sisters were all lined up in lawn chairs under a big oak tree, watching their grandchildren playing, and it was a beautiful picture I never took. All but my Mother and one of her sisters are gone now. A few weeks later, I had a dream that I was in that park, and my family was all there. And most of the song came out of that dream...

OLD SUMMER WINE

All lined up in lawn chairs, under the trees
Lost in their thoughts and their old memories
They've outlived their friends and their enemies

Chorus:

   They're the last of the line
   And they're taking their time
   But their minds are as clear as old summer wine

Some worked the factories, some worked the fields
Some spent their lives making automobiles
Some stretched the money to make the next meal

Chorus:

Their children are grown now, with kids of their own
They've all left the farms and moved to the town
And they say it don't hurt, when they don't come around

Chorus:

I guess I did take a picture that day, after all..

This probably falls under the category of a "personal" song, as discussed in another thread.

Sorry, I don't know how to post the melody...

Jerry