Tekst piosenki
If I was wanting of anymore
I’d be as greedy as those men on the hill
But I remain forlorn
In the memory of what once was
Chasing a cross in from the wing
Our boy’s a whippet, he’s faster than anything
Remember the pride that we felt
For the two of us made him ourselves
Humour me
Make my day
I’ll tell you stories
Kiss your face
And I’ll pray
You’ll remember
My name
I’m not sure of what awaits
Wasn’t a fan of St Peter and his gates
But by god I pray
That I’ll see you in some way
Oh 11 Walk Avenue
Something to behold
To them it’s a council house
To me it’s a home
And a home that you made
Where the grandkids could play
But it’s never the same without you
Humour me
Make my day
I’ll tell you stories
I’ll kiss your face
And I’ll pray
You’ll remember
My name
And I’ll pray you remember my name
And I’ll pray you remember my name
