Boarding School Blues

BOARDING SCHOOL BLUES - Part 1

LEAVING HOME

©Trev Teasdel Coventry April1971

A case goes in the back

A bag goes on the rack

We go in the coach and down the wayward track.

We are 12 and never left home, off to make it on our own.

The coach draws off along the drive

Our parents weep n wave and strive to see their darlings off.

Leaving home for the first time
To get those boarding school blues
Leaving home in term time
To break the old school rules!

Fun 'n' games and chat, handkerchiefs and looking back

Finger spotting, whistling at the girls as the journey's scenery unfurls.

And suddenly it's endless fields and looking back..

Regretting this, regretting that, wishing your were on the homeward track.
The homesick blues, you're feeling bad. Could have been kinder to mum and dad!

To Chorus..

Conversation runs rings around your head,
You're feeling down, wish your were dead
As you gaze upon an endless void ahead

Weary of the past, fearful of the future

Life's a mysterious tutor
You catch a joke, maybe you snigger 

but the hurt inside just gets bigger.

Chorus.