Where shall we go a-travelling this year
My love, my sweet love, oh where shall we go
A ride to Paris on the Eurostar
From Waterloo Station at sunset? No.
Where shall we go a-travelling this year
My love, my sweet love, oh where shall we go
Ride on my pretty barge to Panama
Where can we see a canal like it? No.
Where shall we go a-travelling this year
My love, my sweet love, oh where shall we go
I’ll take you to the moon and back, I swear
I know that you love cheese, please say so. No.
Kind sir, there’s no a-travelling this year
Our travelling hopes have melted like the snow.
Sat 4 Aug 2007
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