From \'56 to \'71, I was a miner\'s only son.
A sensitive and silent fellow,
was easygoing, mild and mellow.
From \'72 to \'77, I lived on love with girl from heaven.
I\'d found her in a field of heather;
she\'d fell from sky like falcon\'s feather.
From \'78 to \'83, since bird had flown, they called me free:
but all those lousy losers lied.
They’d conned me like the crucified.
From \'84 to \'99, with ball and chain was damned to dine.
For offspring, I would serve my time.
(Were they the reason and the rhyme?)
2000 foretold kinder fate: 8 years until 2008!
That golden year of jubilee
when lovebird would fly home to me.
2009 to present day are twilight years of passion play,
and yes, the final storms we\'ll weather.
Two love birds, growing old together.