Woorden: Darkness. One Way Ticket to Hell...And Back. English Country Garden.

It was a cigarette break and I was desperate
I saw her pushing that wheelbarrow
She said have you got a match, and I said yes
My cock and farmer Giles' prizewinning marrow

Frolicking in the summer fields were we
I fell for you and you grew to like me

I carved you for me in the bark of a tree
In an English Country Garden
We rolled around kissing on the ground
In an English Country Garden

You succumbed to my charms, fell asleep in my arms
In an English Country Garden
Beneath the stars above I fell in love
In an English Country Garden
Jardin, Jardin, Jardin, Jardin

They did a quiz at the village fete and we came last
Everybody laughed at the two of us
But I've never seen a bale of hay move so fast
She was a bonafide forking genius

Frolicking in the autumn fields were we
I cherished you and you tolerated me

We mucked about while we were mucking out
In an English Country Garden
You took me under your wing when we had our fling
In an English Country Garden

You gave my heart a boost, we ruled the roost
In an English Country Garden
Just as I got broody you got moody
In an English Country Garden

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Pulled out all the stops, harvested the crops
In an English Country Garden
The yield was meager, you were far less eager
In an English Country Garden

The seeds we scattered never really mattered
In an English Country Garden
I saw you leave the farm on another guy's arm
In an English Country Garden
Jardin, Jardin, Jardin, Jardin, woh