A Celtic Heart
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Now passion comes and goes for sure
There’s some who last a while
They’ll trap you with their flowing hair
Or a sweet but deadly smile
And yes I’ve lost this sad old heart
To many a pair of ruby lips
A welcome pair of loving arms
And a slinky pair of hips
But none could match the wizardry
The wondrous box of tricks
That held us breathless begged for more
When Jinky Johnstone ruled the pitch.
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