A friend who’s got daisies in his pocket
Mr. Thomas owns a red bike
and his heart flies like a kite
he gives a coin to the children
who play war with wooden guns
Mr. Thomas remains at home
when other people go to church
in his dusty Book of Home
round his things he’d always merged
Mr. Thomas gives in his papers
but to me good news
when the hill takes me to the river
all the dreams came true
My grand uncle
when he sees him says – He’s crazy -
and starts to grin
my lil‘ lady Prue McKinball says
- His head is made of straw -
Mr. Thomas gives in his papers
but to me good news
when the hill takes me to the river
all the dreams came true
I know there one arms crowkeeper
is quite eager, do you know why?
All the blue birds from the river
on his top hat gobble and fly
Mr. Thomas gives in his papers
but to me good news
when the hill takes me to the river
all the dreams came true
I’d like to be the bounty clown
who seems so glad in his watch
I would be always around him
so I could walk his path
Mr. Thomas gives in his papers
but to me good news
when the hill takes me to the river
all the dreams came true