Singing, singing in the sunshine
The countryside's mine.
If I keep on singing, you'll follow behind.
Tripping, tripping down the highway,
No cares in my mind.
As long as I'm going, they'll follow behind.
I got no cares in my mind,
Got no place to go,
But still I don't mind
'cos it's nice.
Picking, picking up the daisies,
I'm making a chain.
If anybody breaks it, we'll start it again.
Gazing, gazing down into the water.
I'm diggin' the fish.
I'll throw in a penny to wish you a wish.
(wish you a wish ...)
: ALAN CLARKE, GRAHAM NASH