Round The Back Of The Arches

Round The Back Of The Arches - Flanagan & Allen

Round the back of the arches

Down in Sunnyside Lane

Where the black of the arches never seems to remain

That's where

I used to be as happy as a multi millionaire

Everybody there a jolly good pal

Round the back of the grey skies

There's a lining of blue

There's a crack in the grey skies

For the sun to come through

And when the storm clouds all roll over

I shall meet old pals again

Round the back of the arches

Down in Sunnyside Lane

I'm a guy who's never going to roam again

Once I leave the old home town

By and by I'll see my little home again

Then I'm going to settle down

Round the back of the arches

Down in Sunnyside Lane

Where the black of the arches

Never seems to remain

That's where

I used to be as happy as a multi-millionaire

Everybody there a jolly good pal

Round the back of the grey skies

There's a lining of blue

There's a crack in the grey skies

For the sun to come through

And when the storm clouds all roll over

I shall meet old pals again

Round the back of the arches down in Sunnyside Lane