| Lyrics: | and i will stroll the merry way
and jump the hedges first
and i will drink the
clear
clean water for to quench my thirst
and i shall watch the ferry-boats
and
they'll get high
on a bluer ocean
against tomorrow's sky
and i will never grow
so old again
and i will walk and talk
in gardens all wet with rain
'hey, it's me, i'm
dynamite
and i don't know why'
we shall walk and talk
in gardens all misty and wet
with rain
my, my, my, my, my sweet thing
and i will raise my hand up
into the
night time sky
and count the stars
that's shining in your eye
and i'll be
satisfied
in gardens all wet with rain
and i will never, ever, ever, ever
grow
so old again.
oh sweet thing, sweet thing
sugar-baby with your champagne eyes
and
your saint-like smile |
