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
Oh Sweet Thing, Sweet Thing
My, My, My, My, My Sweet Thing
And I Shall Drive My Chariot
Down Your Streets And Cry
´Hey, It´s Me, I´m Dynamite
And I Don´t Know Why´
And You Shall Take Me Strongly
In Your Arms Again
And I Will Not Remember
That I Even Felt The Pain.
We Shall Walk And Talk
In Gardens All Misty And Wet With Rain

And I Will Never, Never, Never
Grow So Old Again.

Oh Sweet Thing, Sweet Thing
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
Just To Dig It All An´ Not To Wonder
That´s Just Fine
And I´ll Be Satisfied
Not To Read In Between The Lines
And I Will Walk And Talk
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....