Maud Van Heer

She sits at home watching T.V. silver haired Maud Van Heer And Jack her husband in the pub with his mates drinking beer And talking of politics and sports and how the game was won It is a strange world after all when all is said and done. She married him for love alone in nineteen fifty three When she was twenty three years old two years younger than he He liked his beer young Jack Van Heer and he still likes booze today Though he looks old and withered now and his hair is silver gray. She married him for love alone and she hoped he'd change his way But for marrying one who likes his drink there is a price to pay As many women have found out who had hoped to change their man And everything in life of course doesn't always go to plan. Their two sons like old Jack their Dad neglect their wives for beer And after all through their veins flow the blood of the 'Van Heer' For old Jack's Dad too loved his beer and he passed on his seed You well might say the family is of a drinking breed. For many years Maud had to work just for to make ends meet Had she not worked she and her children would be on the street For Jack spent most of his wages on grog his mates and the pub came first And he neglected his family for to satisfy his thirst. Maud has fallen out of love with Jack the man who won her heart After close to fifty years of married life from him she's grown apart And Jack has not changed his ways at all few people like him do To his drinking mates the pub and grog he still remains quite true. Her husband Jack is in the pub with his beer drinking mates Talking of unimportant stuff like the deeds of the sporting greats And after close to fifty years of married life with regret she recall That marrying the boozer Jack Van Heer was her biggest mistake of all.