(Van Morrison, John Lennon)



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 blue ocean, against tomorrow's sky



And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain

and I will never grow so old again

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing

my, my, my, my, my sweet thing



And I will stroll the merry ways 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 blue ocean against tomorrow's sky



And I will walk and talk in gardens all wet with rain

and never ever ever ever ever get so old again



Ooh...

sweet thing

My my my...



And I shall drive my chariot down your streets and cry