I'd of loved to meet you, Joe When you were cold and dark and brave It's always the best of us Who're gifted the early grave I brought the kids to see you, Joe The latest in the line you saved I felt the pride oozing under the dirt in which you lay That sweet, Salty Solway breeze make me feel alive on nights like these I saw you in a dream Joe You stood complete with all your scars Wanna see your soul kid? It's in the photograph of the Solway Star