He climbed to the top of a tower
And looked down on a shady bower
He climbed to the top of a tower
And looked down on a shady bower
As he took in the view
He climbed to the top of a tower
And looked down on a shady bower
As he took in the view
He felt less blue
He climbed to the top of a tower
And looked down on a shady bower
As he took in the view
He felt less blue
And felt he regained his power.
As I sat with my book by the fire
As I sat with my book by the fire
I dreamt of One Night with the Squire
As I sat with my book by the fire
I dreamt of One Night with the Squire
And as the flames danced
As I sat with my book by the fire
I dreamt of One Night with the Squire
And as the flames danced
I became entranced
As I sat with my book by the fire
I dreamt of One Night with the Squire
And as the flames danced
I became entranced
By the sight of my old spare tyre.
I once met a man in a pub
I once met a man in a pub
Who worked at the bowling club
I once met a man in a pub
Who worked at the bowling club
He gives out the shoes
I once met a man in a pub
Who worked at the bowling club
He gives out the shoes
And raffles the booze
I once met a man in a pub
Who worked at the bowling club
He gives out the shoes
And raffles the booze
And oft gives his bowls a good rub.
I have nothing but fluff in my pocket
I have nothing but fluff in my pocket
And a half-sucked lemon Locket
I have nothing but fluff in my pocket
And a half-sucked lemon Locket
So you might be in luck
I have nothing but fluff in my pocket
And a half-sucked lemon Locket
So you might be in luck
If you have another suck
I have nothing but fluff in my pocket
And a half-sucked lemon Locket
So you might be in luck
If you have another suck
Then chuck it in the air and sock it.
As the farmer leaned on his gate
As the farmer leaned on his gate
He spotted Basil Braithwaite
As the farmer leaned on his gate
He spotted Basil Braithwaite
He was flogging pork chops
As the farmer leaned on his gate
He spotted Basil Braithwaite
He was flogging pork chops
From the edge of the crops