I’ll be waiting here on the step little mother
I’ll be waiting here where the people are passing by
Let me make it clear there will never be another
Waiting here for you will keep me happy till the day I die
I fell in love with the way you walk and the twinkle that was in your eye
They named you Charlotte Hobson and it’s with you that I will make a life
Nellie’s at the mill, Johnny’s in the parlour
Tommy went to school, Joe went off to fight the Hun
Tommy always was bright, Bury Grammar Scholar
Johnny isn’t quite right, Nellie is the kindly one
I fell in love with your pretty curls, I fell in love with your voice
They named you Charlotte Hobson and I’m happy to be Hobson’s Choice
Setting out my wares on the trestle table
Cabbages and pears, lay ‘em out to catch the sun
Some of them are dear, some of them are cheaper
Some will cost you nothing for a mother that has lost a son
I fell in love with the way you walk and the twinkle that was in your eye
They named you Charlotte Hobson and it’s with you that I will make a life
Walked along the pier, many years ago now
Took the children there, promised they would see the sea
Had our picture taken, Tommy with his new spade
Look at what we made dear, it’s a kind of joy to me
I fell in love with your pretty curls, I fell in love with your voice
They named you Charlotte Hobson and I’m happy to be Hobson’s Choice
© MarkGSongs 2011
