Phil Keaggy

Connie's Song

Phil Keaggy


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