Story Behind The Song
Love is patient. Love never judges. But above all love needs a sense of humour. This song was inspired by a girl I knew a long time ago. She's still a friend. I met her again recently after thirty years. I played her the song and she loves it. That's a bit of a relief.
| Song Length |
3:06 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Serene |
Subject |
Long |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
THE LOVELY MISS SMITH
When the spiders have plundered her face
And the snails have left trails in her hair
Though she still walks in time
Like a dance or a rhyme
She leaves herself gasping for air
When her lovely blue eyes
Have grown hollow with watching the street
Waiting and yearning for true love's returning
Who takes her and gives no receipt
I've got plans to go far away
And I'm waiting for her to go with
A bag and flask and chocolate bar
And the lovely Miss Smith
When the beaches have all got too easy
And business has left her behind
When the lifeguards have drowned her sweet fathers
And no-one takes payment in kind
When her lover calls her mother
For a joke as he walks in the door
Then spends the next hour telling stories
Of all those he loved before
I've got plans to go far away
And I'm waiting for her to go with
A bag and flask and chocolate bar
And the lovely Miss Smith
When all her friends have grown horns
And are grasping for all they can get
When the bodies she played with have all become private
And hers is the only one left
When the mould has covered her shoes
And the moths have chewed holes in her clothes
When fashion has moved into plastic
And left her stranded in gold
When she's ready to head
For a home or addiction or worse
When the rest have all left her and nothing's beneath her
She'll think of the one she loved first
I've got plans to go far away
And her that I want to go with
A bag and flask and chocolate bar
And the lovely Miss Smith
A bag, a flask, a chocolate bar
And the Lovely Miss Smith