Village green
Lived in the village!!! miss the banter at club and the cricketers also h.dave and friends jill wally trips to woburn ashridge Tring canal walks
Sit and thee wonder looks like thunder go back down under make me sit and plunder long tall sally
Speaking words of wisdom let it be for you and me hey Jude don’t be sad to make it better into my heart
North Devon in heaven all summer i thee stayed work my home for a bone wet my suit cold to a tone surf in the bay i am to old
In spite of fathers sternest strictures sue spent each evening at the pictures you see a lot of reels he said
Open turn to burn door open to ajar sneaking in the bar to see our star whisky in thy jar
Where do thy begin turning down my skin let us all do sin life love to you all back home i call
a soldiers to be wears with pride for all to see in my uniform to serve my country
The ashes of the day in the morning. are so red behold i get out of my bed smoke fire alarms to spread ashes. to ashes goodnight fred
Remain the old clock of thee old tower with all his might still a old battle site Cromwell still in the fight
island of gentle decay time capsule still lost world of its own time the detritus way of life whirlpool tidal races
Darks as the clouds rain deep in my brow pitter-patter on the ground wind swept umbrella flying around
past the time cilla was so fine sing a song to shine she was all mine in our world
Fairy dairy hairy peter pan no fairy magic wand i stand go like hand in hand red and blue so true
drink thy wine to a fine dine in the three blackbirds with blueberry pie red rose to a prose to see the mary rose
Hold my hands so i can stand my legs no more also very sore sorry to be a bore