Love is patient
But I’m running out of mine
Love is kind
Mine fades away with time
Love does not envy
I envy after things you have to do
Love does not boast
I want to tell the world about you
I want you; need you, now or never
I can’t wait around forever
Love is a two-way endeavor
Love is good
Why do you have to misbehave?
Love is not proud
Why do you need everyone as a slave?
Love is not selfish
But I want you to myself
Love never fails
I think our love needs some help
I want you; need you, now or never
I can’t wait around forever
Love is a two-way endeavor
Tic ‘85
I write of so many emotions
Which work away in my mind
Some of them are foolish notions
Some are on the serious side
I write to cry
I write to sing
I write of almost anything
I write about my ups and downs
When something is stuck deep in me
To shed a tear or be a clown
To let my feelings all run free
I write to laugh
I write to dance
If I would only have the chance
Tic ‘88
I was walking down the street
A hunk walked right on by me
With a stride that was self-assured
I just looked once
And I had to look twice
Double-take
Oh, what a great build
How my beating heart was stilled
Did he ever have a nice tush!
Did he just glace my way?
Did his twinkling eye just say?
“Baby, I like your hungry stare”
I just looked once
And I had to look twice
Double-take
Well he just went walking on
While I just continued home
He is still a picture in my mind
I just looked once
And I had to look twice
What a double-take
He is a double-take
Double-take
Tic ‘88
Draw a line across the page
Think of it as the line of age
As it goes its ups and downs
Think of these as your laughs and frowns
If it went just one strait line
We would be very bored with time
For life needs the joys and tears
To have the character to face the fears
When in age you feel sad
Think of life as good and bad
To mould you as you live each day
That in the end life had something to say
Tic '93
Life is a story
Where we have a part to play
What you do now
Is part of what I’ll have to say
Life is the journey
That we all must wander on
How you communicate
Can make one weak or make one strong
Life is a gift
That we must be thankful for
Who we give thanks to
Can open up an everlasting door
Tic ‘2003
The giggle sisters are at it again
The Texan and the Canadian
They are about to take a trip
For which their friends think they’ve flipped
To drive a thousand miles to hear a band
Those singing lads from Newfoundland
Refrain:
No Ordinary day that will be
Surely it will be Consequence Free
The Clearest Indication is in our hearts
We’ve Let It Go from the start
Something To It is so cool
When we join the Company of Fools
Something Beautiful in this journey to come
Along our travels we will sing and hum
To Lucky Me and Mari-Mac
No rain or snow will turn us back
To drive a thousand miles to hear a band
Those singing lads from Newfoundland
Refrain:
We look forward to our trip ahead
Remembering not to engage with Helmetheads
We hear the call the wonderful songs
To hear them live is what we long
To drive a thousand miles to hear a band
Those singing lads from Newfoundland
Refrain:
Tic ‘2009
The Things I Take for Granted
There are many things I take for granted
This I learned on a recent long road traveled
Take for granted the size and shape of trees
Having grown up in the shadow of the Monashee’s
Take for granted the glories of creation all around
The falling rain, the sun so bright and a birds beautiful sound
Took for granted walking, standing for a length of time
Now that my back and my legs feel as if they are no longer mine
Take for granted the ability to see, to hear, to talk, to sing
For the blind, the deaf, the dumb these are the lost and precious things
Take for granted the love of family most close and dear
Losing any of them is what most of us must really fear
Take for granted the freedom to follow my many secret dreams
Letting fears of failure crush every one of them it seems
Take for granted a special friend who really understands
Who, by example, makes me want to do all the little things I can
Took for granted hearing the songs of Great Big Sea
After listening to them live – they mean much more to me
Tic ‘2009
We are on our way again
To see our singing lads
Others think us insane
But these excursions make us glad
We started to spread the news
Too those who love the songs
They can come if they so choose
The trip to Houston is not too long
We want to share the cheer
That singing “Patty Murphy” brings
But only some will hear
The songs that GBS sings
Tic ‘2009
Yes the giggles sisters are on to Dallas fair
To go and hear some great music there
Groups from North, South, East and West
Sure to give their performances their best
The tunes inspired by the Isles of Green
Wonderful that these bands can be seen
So all who are coming to listen to Irish songs
Are counting down – the time is not too long
Look forward to seeing the music lovers there
All gathered together at the Dallas fair
Tic ‘2010
On the road we took off again
Up to Dallas, the Irish music fest.
The hotel beds were a bit of a pain
But the vendors and musicians put forth their best
Blaggard, Town Pants and many more
Kept us entertained throughout the day
Needfire, Grand Derangement – we were not bored
Lots to do – sing, dance and play
When the Boys came out to sing
No one was sitting in their seats
Oh, what joy Bob, Alan, and Sean bring
Murray and Kris provide the back beat
We all enjoyed the traditional and new songs
Everyone participated in the sing-a-long
So we all will plea and beg
“Great Big Sea come to Texas again”
Now we drive down Houston way
In the center of town – the House of Blues
To hear the Boys sing and play
Much to see – construction new
Bowling alley, book store, walkways galore
We walked, we shopped most of the afternoon
Wonderful supper – we could eat no more
But the evening could not come too soon
When the Boys came out to sing
We were happy with our front row seats
Oh, what joy Bob, Alan, and Sean bring
Murray and Kris provide the back beat
We all enjoyed the traditional and new songs
Everyone participated in the sing-a-long
So we all will plea and beg
“Great Big Sea come to Texas again”
We missed them on the Austin jaunt
Where they went for a photo shoot
Sucking in tummies to look nice and taunt
Eating out – tasty, great Texas food
They enjoyed the Austin hospitality
Even the haunting on their Driscoll night
Hope they learned lots of Texas history
They finished off watching bats in evening light
When the Boys come out to sing
Yes, Sean we did follow your Tweets
Oh, what joy Bob, Alan, and Sean bring
Murray and Kris provide the back beat
We all will enjoy the traditional and new songs
Everyone will participate in the sing-a-long
So we all will plea and beg
“Great Big Sea come to Texas again”
Tic 2010
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