Kincardine

I met her in Kincardine, and she captured me with one of her smiles

She asked me to take her into town for a beer, I just need to get away for a while

I took her down to the tavern, and she ordered us a pitcher of brew

And I asked her if she wanted to try the lambada, and she laughed for a minute or two

Must be hard to live your life in a chair, every day must be a struggle sometimes

But the only thing that ever bothered her was the pity of the deaf and blind

I didn't dare to ask her out to my room, and I wasn't going to kiss her goodnight

But she took my hand and held it tight to her face,

and she said Honey, would you turn out the light

Now I can't say I've never strayed before, but I can tell you, Casanova, I'm not