You Blond Haired Woman

You blond haired woman with different coloured eyes You never cease to fill me with surprise You charm the men in Dalyston Town hall Whilst I stand there like pillar by the wall. Some may say you are well beyond your prime Close to the fifty past the forty nine But you can move with people half your age And on the dance floor the young ones you upstage. You blond haired woman lovely to behold Who would believe you're forty nine years old The passing years and time you seem to cheat There's years of dancing in your dancing feet. You blond haired woman still so young at heart You don't feel floor shy when the music start You charm the men in Dalyston Town hall Whilst I stand there like pillar by the wall.