Tom Sings My Theme Tune

Well, this is the last part of my Tom Jones marathon. I hope you have enjoyed it as much as I have!

Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and this week he has chosen the theme: WRITTEN OR SUNG BY TOM/DICK/HARRY.

Has anyone ever asked you to pick a song that is your theme tune? I have been asked that kind of question many times. Over the past ten years or so, I have chosen a song made famous by Tom Jones. I am sure you’ll know it: “She’s a Lady”.

What can I say? Well, maybe I shouldn’t! But both Goldfinch and Jack seem to have understood it clearly. They both have treated me like a princess. Which is nice. Although to be fair, I do steer clear from any one who does not seem capable of treating others with dignity. This has nothing to do with Tom Jones. I digress!

I love it when Jack (and formerly Goldfinch) takes me out for dinner. He says I have style and grace, and he thinks I’m a winner! I am his, of course I’m his! No doubt about it! I always have something nice to say, a blessing and a bonus to Jack is what I am trying to be. He knows what I have is hard to find, he doesn’t want to lose me. I know him through and through…and I love every moment with him. Woah woah woah!!

It’s another fabulous song from Tom Jones, and it makes a great way to end the day for me. My theme tune: SHE’S A LADY!!!

Well she’s all you’d ever want,
She’s the kind they’d like to flaunt and take to dinner.
Well she always knows her place.
She’s got style, she’s got grace, She’s a winner.
She’s a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, She’s a Lady.
Talkin’ about that little lady, and the lady is mine.
Well she’s never in the way
Always something nice to say, Oh what a blessing.
I can leave her on her own
Knowing she’s okay alone, and there’s no messing.
She’s a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She’s a lady.
Talkin’ about that little lady, and the lady is mine.
Well she never asks for very much and I don’t refuse her.
Always treat her with respect, I never would abuse her.
What she’s got is hard to find, and I don’t want to lose her
Help me build a mountain from my little pile of clay. Hey, hey, hey.
Well she knows what I’m about,
She can take what I dish out, and that’s not easy,
Well she knows me through and through,
She knows just what to do, and how to please me.
She’s a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She’s a lady.
Talkin’ about that little lady and the lady is mine.
Yeah yeah yeah She’s a Lady
Listen to me baby, She’s a Lady
Whoa whoa whoa, She’s a Lady
And the Lady is mine
Yeah yeah yeah She’s a Lady
Talkin about this little lady
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa and the lady is mine
Yeah yeah She’s a Lady
And the Lady is mine.

Written by: Paul Anka