Jealousy is a favourite songwriter’s theme; although the object of such envy is normally a person – this time it is a cat.

Artists

Singer: Gwyn Evans
Piano: Huw Warren
Bass: Owen Evans
Drums: Andy Hay
Trumpet: Gwyn Evans

Copyright Lyrics and Music Colin Tommis

The Cat Lover

© Colin Tommis

I wish I had fur, I wish I had whiskers,
I wish I could purr, or leap from windows,
‘Cos the cat that can - it’s got it made,
A space in her bed, where I once laid.

They both have paws, and you’d never know,
That sharpened claws are hiding below,
One strikes in play, the other in war,
Either way, I’m scratched and scored.

A pillow to rest, a place to dream,
Sour milk for me; the cat’s got the cream.
Now our romance, she disavows,
And all it took, is one meow

If there was someone with no means to attack,
Who I could caress and would not strike back,
There’s no chance with feminine pride,
Kittens united, lovers divide.