Just Like Chrissie

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 When I am an old woman, I am going to wear purple
In the name of rock and roll God bless my rebel soul
I will learn to play guitar, and who cares if I’m out of tune

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Because I’m in step not out of time, and I will welcome my youth
Hug the 17-year-old me I’ve always been and say
“Welcome home gerl, I’ve missed you queen!”

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I will resurrect my leather jackets and stand on a terrace
In the pouring rain
Scribble poetry on banana skins
And perhaps fall in love again.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 I will wear football shirts and gain wisdom as I lose my waist
Joyfully live on food made for paper plates
And take 12 items through the 10 only gates
And stand side by side again in picket lines, solidarity with those who love not hate

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 And although for now there are basic needs to be met
Like a roof over my head, the working life, it has to be said
A life not lived well is worse than death
Game over, account closed? No, not quite yet

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 So vintage sings long may it so
I will stand upon that terrace boss
And dream those dreams I thought long lost

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 In Purple Haze this winding road
What is a rock if not to roll!



The lovely lady who inspired my poem www.manchestereveningnews.co.uk/news/greater-manchester-news/92-year-old-rock-fan-16747574

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/just-like-chrissie/