Think I’ll pour some homemade beer
To give myself a little cheer
It’s so cold and wintry here –
The sunshine’s gone to Oxfordshire
Sunday looks a promising day –
Then the sunshine’s here to stay
Bleak, in a way, eh? Bleaker than the day
Which slips up to the windowpane and splurges...
Alison, my Alison
Though the afternoon is frowning
In our love our fears are drowning...
