Stumbledown Romancer - James Dewar

I’m a Stumbledown Romancer, I never made the grade,

Never on the dance floor, when the music played,

Always moving on, when I should have stayed,

And I never had a love of my own.

Stumbledown Romancer, I dearly loved the stage,

I saw my name once, on the printed page,

And somebody called me, a Rock & Roll sage,

But I never had a love of my own.

And it’s hard to be free, with a late affair,

Puts the moon in her eyes, the stars in the air,

But I’ll never be happy, with a fire side chair,

That’s a hard price to pay, It can hold me that way.

(16 bar organ)

Nothing I can do about it, there’s nothing I can change,

Guess there’s nothing new about it, always been the same,

The tears come and they go, but the blues still remain,

That’s a hard price to pay, it’s a hard price to pay.

Stumbledown Romancer, I never made the grade,

Never on the dance floor, when the music played,

Always moving on, and I should have stayed,

But I never had a love of my own,

And I never had a love of my own,

I never had a love of my own,