Put another log on the fire push another nest from its tree sing a happy song for a melancholy choir before you fly back home for tea
And as you pass, the oak trees sigh and peter rabbit’s doing fine oh mrs mcgregor please don’t put me in your pie i swear that i’ll try harder next time
Bad news from the treetops all your friends flew away when they saw the writing on the kitchen wall said magpie pie today
On a nothing afternoon that always ends too soon
An aching heart as sundown heralds the sunday blues and with the woodsmoke from the chimneytops i’ll fly away with the sunday newsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
