English Tea
Paul McCartney
English Tea
Would you care to sit with me For a cup of English tea Very twee,
very me Any sunny mor ning What a pleasure it would be Chatting so
delightfully Nanny bakes, fairy cakes Every Sunday mor ning
Miles of miles of English garden, stretching past the willow tree
Lines of holly, hocks and roses, listen most attentively
Do you know the game crochet Peradventure we might play
Very gay, hip hooray Any sunny mor ning
Miles of miles of English garden, stretching past the willow tree
Lines of holly, hocks and roses, listen most attentively
As a rule the church bells chime When it's almost supper time
Nanny bakes, fairy cakes Every Sunday mor ning