She Passed By Me At The Fair
1. She passed by me at the fair
And my sore heart leapt
At the beauty there.
2. She passed by me at the fair
And the wind tossed and tousled
Her auburn hair.
Chorus: Oh love is eternal
But life isn’t long.
How could I not
Put my heart in this song?
3. She passed by me at the fair
And I spoke my love
But she did not care.
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Kevin Densley is a graduate of both Deakin University and The University of Melbourne. He has taught writing and literature in numerous Victorian universities and TAFES. He is a poet and writer-in-general. His fifth book-length poetry collection, Please Feed the Macaws ... I'm Feeling Too Indolent, was published in late 2023 by Ginninderra Press. He is also the co-author of ten play collections for young people, as well as a multi Green Room Award nominated play, Last Chance Gas, published by Currency Press. Other writing includes screenplays for educational films.
Beauty Kevin. Could hear that being played and sung in a pub in Dingle. At about 10.55pm.
Love the painting.
Cheers, Dips. Thanks for the comments. My ‘Irish muse’ certainly came to my aid with this one!
And yes, the painting is a beauty – I wasn’t aware of it until I searched for an image to fit with the lyric.
And funny thing, writing this lyric reminded me that my first date – with a girl from Sacred Heart College, Geelong – took place at a fair, well, the Geelong Show anyway.
In the movie “Play it again Sam”, Woody Allen asks the Humphrey Bogart character how he got over Ingrid Bergmann in “Casablanca”. Humphrey’s reply is a hell of a lot of bourbon…
The TED talks on YouTube point out that heartbreak is a drug like gambling so we should be wary of it, and make sure that people who are heartbroken are looked after, not dismissed with “get over it”
There have been suggestions in Askmen and other places that one should accept the Friend-zone for what it is and embrace the friendship. Can’t disagree more. I mean are people friends with their exes – the Family Court would indicate the opposite. From bitter experience the best thing to do about unrequited love is to get the hell out of there – he/she is not going to change their mind.
Thanks for your interesting comments, George.
Hopefully, ultimately, one lives and learns – though this process is often not an easy one. Songs can be helpful as a form of expression and provide a kind of catharsis – for both the performer and the audience.