LAND OF THE LUPIN

The road before me leads to a place

Where there are people that I love

They’ll be surprised when they see my face

It’s all one blessing from above

I took my journey far from her side

To make my living and to roam

But I found feelings I could not hide

I love my old New Brunswick home

(Land of the lupin where the field meets the sea

Pretty as a picture or a poem

Her rolling valleys, her mountains green

I love my old New Brunswick home)

We all went fishing back in the spring

We picked some fiddle heads and then

We had great meal fit for a king

I’m glad my brother is my friend

We’ll get some lobsters down by the bay

And have a party at the shore

With lots of music someone will play

We’ll sing and dance and then we’ll sing some more

(Land of the lupin where the field meets the sea

Pretty as a picture or a poem

Her rolling valleys, her mountains green

I love my old New Brunswick home)

I love her beaches and bright, clean water

The icy winters in the snow

I’ll give my Mother the gift I brought her

And see the warmest smile I know

I love her forests and I love her woodlands

I love the colors in the fall

I’ll see my father and shake his strong hand

I love my family one and all

(Land of the lupin where the field meets the sea

Pretty as a picture or a poem

Her rolling valleys, her mountains green

I love my old New Brunswick home)

© 1994 Dale Petley (Petitcodiac)

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY

This one is for John ... from Cincinnati

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY

You wake up alone and you’re sore to the bone

As thoughts start to swirl in your head

A smell hits your nose which can only disclose

That the cat has thrown up in your bed

Then it’s downhill from there and you think in despair

Life’s game is just too hard to play

Keep one thing in mind and you surely will find that

Tomorrow is another day

Your doctor says “My, your blood pressure is high

Bend over, this won’t hurt a bit”

And the pills he prescribes just mess up your insides

And make you feel like flat hammered spit

When you get back to work and your boss is a jerk

And tells you there’s no raise in pay

Bad news may abound but there’s one thing we’ve found

Tomorrow is another day

Your ex-wife calls you when some check’s overdue

She still gets you like no one else can

And the hot girl next door makes your jaw hit the floor

But you find out she’s really a man

Well don’t drink and don’t drive, we want you alive

Though we can’t think of one thing to say but

Don’t give up on love or on Heaven above and

Tomorrow is another day

When you jump for the ball and your chin breaks your fall

You don’t feel quite as young as before

When you injure your ass at your self-defense class

Just pick yourself up off the floor

We get older in time but we’re doing just fine

When our spirit’s still willing to pray

So stay in the game and keep tending the flame

Tomorrow is another day

© 2010 Dale Petley (Oklahoma City)