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We played together when we were babies
She sat by my side in class
Always getting me into trouble 
Because she had a giggly laugh that made me laugh.
Whenever we played hide and seek 
We were always the first to be found 
She would giggle as I kissed her cheek 
''Oh'' how I loved that sound.

Then the government shut the coalmine
miners needed any work they could get that earned them pay
So Mary Ann and her family 
Moved many miles away .
Only when She'd gone did I realise 
Mary Ann was my first love 
and the love you feel for your first love
Never really dies .

I missed her through my childhood
Then right through my teens
Though every night she came to me 
A vision in my dreams .
I would remember her laughter
and all the tears we cried
I knew my feelings for my first love
Had never really died .

Children grow up quickly 
A boy became a man 
A job to do , A home to build 
A whole new life to plan 
Though in my quiet moments
With the sun setting in the skies
I still knew that the love for your first love
Never really dies . 

It was on a trip to Galway Bay 
On Irelands beautiful shore 
When the good lord took me by the hand 
To lead me through the bar's open door
Listening to the Irish music 
Sipping at my beer 
That unmistakeable giggle 
Came rushing to my ear .

She's a little rounder now 
A wife and a mother of four
She's married to a wonderful Irish guy 
One of the nicest people I've ever met 
Mary Ann  and I discussed the times
Neither one of us could forget 
She loves her man so very much
and we've promised to keep in touch
but it felt so good to be recognised 
and I saw the love within her eyes
Delighted when she told me 
The love for your first love
Never really dies .

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