Going down to Dover

Going down to Dover

Looking through the window, we see the fields go past,

Looking back at us, the cows seem quite unperturbed,

Looking through the window, the oast house points the way.

Looking to the pint, in the pub beside the church,

Looking down up on us, the clouds wash Kent away,

Looking through the window, the world goes by so fast

Looking at our reflections, I wish the day would last.

 

 

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