Day's work is done Factory whistle blowing Roar of machines Dying as their wheels start slowing
I'm going home with springtime in my walk Tonight I'm meeting Peggy in the park Peggy in the park
Goodbye to my bench And the foreman's eagly eye Watching every move I make Like a time and motion spy
It's time to punch the clock, I'm a freeman at last Tonight I'm meeting Peggy in the park
I don't smell the fumes That linger on the London air Don't even hear The street cries or the traffic's blare
I can only hear a song, singing in my heart Tonight you're meeting Peggy in the park
Hand in hand We'll wander all alone Between the trees To a place we call our own
We'll sit on a bench, waiting for the dark Tonight I'm meeting Peggy in the park Peggy in the parkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
