Walkin In Adelaide

Saw the ghost of Bradman Strolling out onto the Oval On a Summer’s afternoon And I heard the sound of leather on Willow As he followed on through On a wet Saturday afternoon Saw the ghosts of Fos Williams and Jack Oatey At the Alberton Oval in the rain As the ball was kicked on through And the crowd gave its usual refrain Walkin’ in Adelaide With my feet ten feet off Rundle Mall Walkin’ in Adelaide Do you know how it feels? Put on my RMs and drove my Holden down Crossed over the Torrens River Roy Rene I see handy On Hindley Street in the footpath And he was always ready for a laugh And saw the ghost of Sir Tom Playford At the Adelaide Railway Station From the morning train He walked up to the door of the House And he walked on through Walkin’ in Adelaide With my feet ten feet off Rundle Walkin’ in Adelaide Do you know how it feels? © Paul Warren Poetry