The Tale of the Old Man (Part V)

A family we were contented with life
Enjoying life day by day
Beautiful wife and beautiful kids
I had all a man could need

Was in fifty nine that Billy Graham
And his circus came to town
We thought we'd go to watch the show
To see this evangelist

People came from all around
To hear the word of God
Never before had I seen such crowds
They were packed in that day

He spoke bout sin, forgiveness too
And Jesus' love for all
So many tears, a river cried
And souls were pledged to God

Yes Mary and I we too did cry
Our lives were turned around
Our hearts we pledged to give to God
Not once did we turn back

Now we had an inner peace
That money cannot buy
No matter what life might bring
Jesus was by our side

News reports astonished were
The changes Jesus made
Half the crime had dissapeared
And crims to mend their ways

The years rolled on as time will do
And different things happened
None that spring to mind right now
As being of great importance

We lived our life quietly
And quietly we prospered
Children grow much too fast
Ours were six and eight

I remember very well
The first day of school
Mary cried to see them go
And yes, I did too

The days seemed much quieter
With no children underfoot
We missed the fun we used to have
With the children in their play

Vietnam had so much unrest
Yet no-one hardly noticed
When the call went out for our youth
They simply were conscripted

Woe to those who's birthday fell
Within the days noted
A lottery was all it was
And the winners were the losers

And sure enough in sixty six
These boys were sent to Nam
To fight a war no-one could win
To die in foreign soil

So many people against this war
Protesting everywhere
Police were called to break them up
But the message still went on

Sixty six was the year
We changed to decimal coinage
Pounds, shillings and pence
Replaced by dollars and cents

What a headache that was
Everything to change
Took us ages to train the staff
And customers made mistakes

Things settled down and we carried on
As life is wont to do
We lived a life quite comfortable
In our pub at Ultimo
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Posted: Jul 2011

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netman
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