Hunky-Dory

by James Neilson Graham

Genre: Folk

Lyrics

1. You love me and I love you,
We’re not so well-to-do.
I never was│great at raking in the lolly,
Never the life proprietary,
We’re renting a room on the seventh storey,
Still our lives are hunky-dory.

2. You love me and I love you,
Our bicycle’s made for two
I may│never be a McIlrory,
Trailing clouds of sporting glory,
Never raise a press furore,
Still our lives are hunky-dory.

3. You love me and I love you,
Our bathtub’s made for two.
You may never│be a Maria Montessori,
Bathed in educational glory,
Nevertheless you’ve successfully taught me
Life can just be hunky-dory.

4. You love me and I love you,
We share the same shampoo.
I may│never sing like Pavarotti,
I‘ve baby skills on the pianoforte,
Not for me the conservatory,
Still our lives are hunky-dory.

5. You love me and I love you,
We live on tea for two.
I may│never compose like Albinoni,
Play the fiddle like Al Capone,
Cook up an edible minestrone,
Still our lives are hunky-dory.

6. You love me and I love you,
We’re joined with super-glue.
I│have to confess it never was planned
To add a third to our merry band.
We haven’t the space but a bird in the hand
Is worth two in the bush, so mum’s got a grand . . . son.

7. You love me and I love you
And Hunky-dory too.
What│else could we call him, he’s not a Rory
Or a Sam or a Salvatore.
How could we land him with Jackanory?
No, our baby’s Hunky-dory.

8. You love him and you love me,
With Hunky that makes three.
God bless our son!
Three’s company, two’s none!

Words and music copyright © 2017 James Neilson Graham