And if you all had rooms
Would you still have room for me?
Making the way for you
And the dear old family tree
Like a stormy sky
It's a sad song
It's just a point of view
But a true song
And if you all looked up
Would you still look down on me?
I'm just a country boy
Can't you see that I'm still green?
Raising finance for the day we meet
And gazing headlong down some empty street
Maybe, she'll come along
Sweep me right of my feet
Baby, please don't be long
I need all the help I can get
Maybe we'll get it on
Ooh la la
And when the day breaks
In our stately home, we'll sit
Remembering those nights
Before our hearts were set
Hoping is not enough to live upon
With such a far far cry, I can't go wrong