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(difford/tilbrook)

I've across the desert
To you with a smile
My camel so tired
hardly worth my while
To you of my travels
the golden east
I see preparations
Invite me first to
Take me I'm
Because are made of this
Forever be
A in your...

The indians signals
From the rocks above the
The take positions
In the bushes and the
The is with the corporal
She is tied the tree
She doesn't the language
It's the beating she need
She lets loose all the
When the corporal is
And he wakes to the fire's dead
And arrows in his
And davy rides around
And says cool for cats

(cool for cats...)

I never thought it would
With me and the from clapham
Out on a common
That night I ain't
When she dealt out the
some or other passions
I you are a lady
Perhaps she I may be

my ring by the soap
Now is that
You me out you could say broke
Now is that
The better better better it
The more these forget
That that is

But behind the
My complete
And I like william tell
Maid marian on her feet
Pulling from a shell

(instrumental "separate beds")

The case was pulled from the bed
She a call to a sympathetic friend
And made
The door was closed there was a
I couldn't be
Maybe choke
No engagements

With where have you
And faraway
Trying to be
By not being
And in the bar
The piano found
nail for my heart

If you change your mind
you do from time to time
Never a pickle
With a little and tickle
You have to the stone
To get the to ripple

on the lino
Woke me a shake
I looked around to find her but she'd
Goodbye