Connie's Song

Now I'm getting older and time is short

So on my past I'll make a report

As I start to write it's just getting dark

Which takes me back to Conneaut Lake Park

The month was August, the night was cool

I says to myself, "Davey let's play pool"

I struts in this pool hall and spies this Mabel

Racking the balls on my empty table

Now I pride myself on handling a stick

And this dark-haired babe could tell I was slick

She saunters up and she leans on my arm

And says, "Hey big boy, you've got plenty of charm"

"I know" I say, but don't let it throw you

'Cause you're a city girl and I don't even know you

She gives me the blinkers and a pat on the cheek

"Max, you're the man I'm out to seek"

So to change the subject, I chalk up my cue

And get ready to break as most pool sharks do

Before I can break she throws down a wad

"Break 'em and run 'em, and take it, by God"

So I broke 'em and ran 'em and picked up the bills

She stood there and shivered like she had the chills

I gave her the money and said with a wink

"Dry up your blinkers, let's go have a drink"

She shakes my hand and says, "Thank you, no

"You're really kind, and I do need the dough"

The tears were running down her face

Dropping so softly on her collar of lace

Well, she looks up and gives me a sad little smile

"Maybe I'll see you once in a while"

And strange as it seems as I write among tears

We've been married to each other over fifty years