The Bunting Song Lyrics

The Bunting Song lyrics

Pull out the bunting

She made 'em one by one

Hang 'em in the trees

Or they'll blow away



Move to the country

The town has told its tale

You'll be forgotten

When the autumn leaves, they fell



And the whole place

Didn't look the same that night

They put a party on and waited

For the sunlight to recall

All the days are a ticking gone



Bye Baby Bunting

All England wants you home

Away in the hills

Where the wild things, they roam



So I'll never know why

She made 'em one by one

Hanging in the trees

'Til a breeze, it comes



And the country

Didn't look the same that day

They put a party on

[Incomprehensible]

To a day, a ticking gone