Out of Town

Out Of Town - Max Bygraves

Say what you will

The countryside is still

The only place where I could settle down

Troubles there are so much rarer

Out of town

Spring starts to spring

The cuckoo starts to sing

A song to take the edge off winter's frown

And spring cleaning has a meaning

Out of town

Up there the sun is a big yellow duster

Polishing the blue blue sky

With white fluffy clouds in a cluster

Hanging on a breeze to dry

Trees everywhere

With blossoms in their hair

And Mother Nature wears her newest gown

What I'd give once more to live

Right out of town

Up there the sun is a big yellow duster

Polishing the blue blue sky

With white fluffy clouds in a cluster

Hanging on a breeze to dry

Trees everywhere

With blossoms in their hair

And Mother Nature wears her newest gown

What I'd give once more to live

Right out of town