singing broken heart at number 60

I frighten the neighbours
with sweet songs of love
the only way to sing them
is loud

I don’t suppose
what they hear
sounds much like most love songs
but what would they know
of the way I resound
with heartfelt emotion
when I sing melody
to emmy-lou’s lead

and elton and I
know each other from way back
dirt cowboys and strugglers
with nothing to lose

the boss is the man
to tell a true story
he sings slow and low
and I reach for the deep notes
to stop him from being alone

I guess the neighbours
have a right to feel puzzled
for I give no clues by appearance
that I can sing broken heart

looks are deceptive
and the lounge is a hotbed
of loving and hurting
sweethearts and cheaters
and I am the man
who sings a loud melody
when emmy-lou leads

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© Frank Prem, 2003