STEP BOY.


Step Boy,
Came to the Church,
The Church,
Of the Tower,
Where we sung and we danced,
                Sung and we danced,

 There  he shouted at the Vicar,
And at our Lord Jesus the Saviour,
For a Miracle, a Sign,
Or a Wonder,
Dressed in his Vest,
His tattered Vest,
As he slept on the steps,
Those weathered steps,
Of clay,

Then one day,
It happened,
Cousin Rachel Received word,
Of Step Boy,
And how he was walking,
The Cobbles, 
Cobbles, and Mills,
So grey,
Of old Lancaster Town,
With a Wife,
And his Daughter's,

Now then,
That for me,
Is the Miracle, the Sign,
And the Wonder,
Dear Step Boy,
Step Boy, of
Mine,


Dedicated to Glyn.