Come sit with me (for an old friend down on his luck) by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby When this lazy old sun has fallen asleep And stolen ...
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Never Said I Was Perfect by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby Never said I was perfect,Didn’t believe that I was.Looking over my shoulder,Saw ...
Compassion by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby It was only about a month agoWhen Ted lost his job through the recessionAnd took to the bottle, ...
St Nicolas Church, Cranleigh or old gravestones leaning by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby Old gravestones leaning, Like tipsy drunken ...
An Independant man (tribute to John Wiskar) by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby I could hear the sound of silence That cold dark winter’s night ...
Charlie by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby Outside The Fruit Shop now there seemsA vacant calm remembranceAs if the fruit and veg just ...
Old moon, if only you could speak by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby Old moon hanging over "Robin Rag" What is the secret that you keep? You ...
Life's On The Other Shoe by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby These are the flagstones that led me to The doctors house, where he retired. When ...
I Lost My Pride That Summer's Day by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby I lost my pride that summer’s day Cycling in the shade, When this gentle ...
Cranleigh Summer Nights by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby Through honeysuckle breeze, On cool summer nights. Gazing up from Cranleigh ...
Tools of the trade by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby My handcuffs locked mischief together, Kept it in one place. The truncheon, I never ...
Inside my mind by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby Inside my mind, I need a place To simply hide away. From problems people give me, Now and ...
