This is the sixth track off the album “There to here (Part 2)” called “For Betsey Williams”. It would be most appreciated if you could give it a listen and if you like, please comment and repost. As always, your support is very much appreciated.

Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen

Guitars: Phil Bowen

Keyboards: Phil Bowen

Vocals: Phil Bowen

Lyrics

Verse 1

Red maple leaves reflect the sunlight

As the sun shines down, it seems so bright

I raise myself up and collect all my thoughts

Union station is such a good sight, hey

Verse 2

Betsey Willams holds out her hand

As I step off the train onto this new land

Well brother, it’s good to be here

I hear your whisper in my inner year

Chorus

I’ve finally feet on the ground; I’m here now

Finally, feet on the ground

Well brother, I’m looking for you, well you said

You’d be waiting for the train to pull in

Middle 8

I can see your hand wave to me

As you stand by an old oak tree

Hey brother, it’s been so long

So many years have come and gone