THE CUTE RED HEAD

 

I sit in the beer garden

Not because I wanted a drink

Or because it was a nice day

But because I wanted to see her

I didn’t know her name

I just knew her as the cute red head

The girl with the open smiling face

And the full bountiful lips

Jade green eyes, and of course the red hair

I’m really rather sad

To come to the same ghastly pub,

To drink luke warm beer each day

Just for a glimpse of an angel