Gerry Rafferty
"Song For Simon"

Mr. McGonagle sits on the chimneytop wondering how he got thereA minute ago he was in his bed sleeping and now he's way up in the airWho knows what the day will bring, it could bring anythingWho knows if we'll still be here, we could be there.
Mrs. McDonagh was playing her banjo and singing a sweet lullabyWhen all of a sudden there came a great crash, now she's flying way up in the skyWho knows what the day will bring, it could bring anythingWho knows if we'll still be here, we could be there.
Young Joseph Egan was cleaning his motorcar one Sunday morning in MayWhen out of the bonnet that there came a great giant and carried young Joseph awayWho knows what the day will bring, it could bring anythingWho knows if we'll still be here, we could be there.

Vocals: Gerry Rafferty