Like dapper little devils, we are young and free
And I sit in the centre - the captain of the crew
My coat is an old’un but my shirt is almost new
And I sing ta-ra to Tooting and the lads I leave behind
For the train waits in the station and it’s time for me to ride
But I’ll take this tiny picture so wherever I may be
There’ll be Jim and Jack and Ernie, Norman, Les and me.
And as we left the city and the grey land turned to green
I thought about those young lads and the things we’d done and seen
When we fought for the right to ramble the countryside all through
When the fences were all old’uns but the land was almost new
Contributed by Dq82 - 2019/5/19 - 19:12
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