We met and we married a long time ago,
We worked for long hours and wages were low,
No T.V.,no wireless,no bath, times were hard,
Just a cold water tap and a walk in the yard.
No holidays abroad, no posh carpets on floors,
But we'd coal on the fire and we didn't lock doors.
Our children arrived, no pill in those days
And we brought them up without any State aid.
They were quite safe to go and play in the park,
And old folks could go for a walk in the dark.
No Valium, no drugs and no L.S.D.,
We cured most ills with a good cup of tea.
But if you were sick, you were treated at once,
Not "fill out this form and return in six months".
No vandals, no muggings, there was little to rob
And we felt quite rich with a couple of bob.
People were happier in those far off days,
Kinder and caring in so many ways.
MIlkmen and paper boys would whistle and sing,
A night at the pictures was our one mad fling.
We all get our share of trouble and strife,
We just have to face it, that's the pattern of life,
But now I'm alone, I look back through the years,
I don't think of the bad times, the trouble and tears,
I remember the blessings, our home and our love,
And that we shared them together,
I thank my father above.