Everybody knows this evening
This old house we'll be leaving forever
And everybody knows we've had
Good times here, me and my old dad together
A piece of paper says we have to go
To make way for a wider road
Auntie Queenie hides a tear
As she sees back in all those years together
And uncle John tries to hang on
Only time has come to say So long forever
People who will probably never know
They'll be using our house as a road
They've promised us a new home
One to call our very own
But what good are new places
Without old faces?
Neighbours come to say goodbye
Reverend sprinted 'round every eye, don't cry
Kisses swap around like gold
No one has to be told, this is goodbye
They've promised us a new home
One to call our very own
But what good are new places
Without old faces?
compositores: Brush Shiels
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