Written by Stephen Duffey



All aboard the family coach

It's leaving Greenbank Road

Christmas 1981

Christmas when it snowed

Whilst on board the family coach

They were circlin' the moon

No one had been there before

They were landing there in June



Hey, hey, family coach

My family coach

You've got to make the most

The most of your family coach



Meanwhile on the family coach

The postillion quietly spoke

He said, "You can not leave your family coach

This is not a joke

We must work out our differences

Though none of us may change

We all take different routes through life

But your coach will stay the same."



Hey, hey, family coach

My family coach

You've got to make the most

The most of your family coach



Hey, hey, family coach

My family coach

You've got to make the most

The most of your family coach



Back onboard Apollo 8

They had gone behind

And the human family held its breath

And wondered what they'd find

Our family coach can stay on earth

Or be a rocket ship

But wherever, wherever you may go

Your kin will share the trip



Hey, hey, family coach

My family coach

You've got to make the most

The most of your family coach



Now it might well appear to you

That they were simpler days

And the family coach is smaller now

Some have passed away

But there's never been a golden age

Nostalgia's for the lame

The best is yet to come, my dear

It's that kind of game



Hey, hey, family coach

My family coach

You've got to make the most

The most of your family coach



Hey, hey, family coach

My family coach

You've got to make the most

The most of your family coach