Trio

Through a window ajar
As sleep wouldn't come
I heard low from afar
An accordion
Hay was in and out the moon
Tell me Mike was it you
I like to think it was you
Playing this long-forgotten tune

Ted I heard
In a northern town
An old piano
And singing at the Crown
Factory whistle no longer blew
Maybe Ted it was you
I like to think it was you
Playing that old-fashioned tune

Imagine a trio
It's a harvest moon
Guitar accordion piano
Picture the room
Drop of wine and Whisky too
Songs of old played anew
A few well-worn dancing tunes
See the faces you once knew
Only time separates me and you



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