Sitting on the patio, drinking margaritas
Letting summers glow wash over me
Listening to the radio, taking in the summertime
Sitting, being single being free
Suddenly, "our song" came on
The first time that I'd heard it
Freezing me just exactly where I was
Overcome with feelings, I almost had a fit
We'd been married nearly 15 years
And this song, it defined us
But at that minute on the patio
I'd been thrown I was making quite a fuss
At first I went to change it
Turn the station, find another
Then I took another sip
And sat down with my Mother
She said "I always like that singer, dear"
"I thought you liked him too'
"Didn't you dance to one of his songs"
"When you wed in ninety two?"
I said I did and it was playing
Didn't want to hear it though
She said "Why, it's just some music dear,"
"It'll help the feelings go"
"I know it hurts at first to hear"
"And be taken to the past"
"But, the heart will heal so quickly"
"And you'll forget about the past"
I sat back and I listened,
To the singer and his song
"San Francisco Mabel Joy"
and I knew she wasn't wrong
His voice, the words so pleasing
New memories would I find
I would take this song of sixpence
And I would hide it in my mind
We danced to it in Frisco
Saw Mickey Newbury at a bar
And it etched into my consciousness
And it never ventured far
For every time we heard it
"Our song" as we would say
We'd dance no matter where we were
And we would listen to him play
So here I am twenty years on
From the first time that it got me
Sitting drinking with my mother
Being single, being free
I wasn 't going to lose it
Miss out on this piece of music
Just because my life changed
I was just divorced, not sick
I wondered about Mabel Joy
and listened to his words
And I thought about their heartbreak
As I listened to the birds
I thought "would he be listening"
"Would he feel the same"
"Was it just our song to me?"
"Did he even know it's name?
A few songs later, we went in
And we ordered in some food
I went down to the basement
At the risk of being rude
"I'll be right back" I told my mum
I had to find that song
And I pulled out the old album
That "Mabel Joy" was first played on
I thought of all the good times
Sat, and held the record near
Then I let them empty from my head
There was none that I'd hold dear
Across town at the very time
"Mabel Joy" was on the air
The other half of "our song"
Was just sitting in his chair
He thought, she used to like that song
Although I don't know why
We'd always dance when it came on
And she would always cry
He went to turn it over
but the voice went to his core
So he sat down and he listened
to "....frisco Mabel Joy" some more
He thought, that ain't a bad tune
It's one that tells the facts
So, he popped another beer cap off
And he sat back to relax
Across town in the kitchen
It was then she chose to laugh
Beside the title , "Our song"
written by her other half
So , it once meant something to them both
It's what made them both believe
That music makes you whole
The heart's hard to decieve
Across town, he thought about the tune
And who the singer was
He knew it wasn't chapin
and he though it was "The Boss"
He thought, I might go out and find
The cd, by that guy
Even though it used to be "our song"
it never made me cry
Now, back inside the kitchen
drinking more than being fed
She pulled out the lp, for to play
Before she went to bed
"San Francisco Mabel Joy"
was the third song on side two
She would listen till "our song" was done
And her mind would fill with new
Memories of this great song
Sitting drinking with her Ma
And these memories would stay with her
They never would venture far
So if you have an "our song"
Put it on, go back in time
For when you exorcise your demons
That's when "our song" becomes "Mine"!
