Our World

J I live in a pokey little flat One bedroom and a room in which I sit and write A small garden in the front and traffic noise at night S I live on the grand ol' Wilcom Farm With cows and goats and pigs In a two story white washed fifties house With dogs and cats all running wild Chasing the old door mouse. J I am surrounded by old people at least 20 years older than me I'd give it up for your farm house But I'm stuck here and cannot get free S Ah the farm is great, all white and brown Some old, some not, kids running round. Wish you were here, we'd camp and sing And hold all the love that friendship brings.