| Your dad’s proud face is glowing
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| He recommends we buy goggles and flags
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| All aboard and don’t forget your bags
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| Let’s leave this place behind
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| And I didn’t get you a present
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| But you don’t seem to mind
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| This party’s leaving soon
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| And your dad whistles a happy tune
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| With Belgrave far behind
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| Past a house where I spent one Christmas
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| And I wish we’d bought a camera with us
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| So I could show my mum some slides
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| Of this beauty that stretches far and wide
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| Fields of gold, trees of green
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| Columns of steam…
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| Your dad’s proud face is glowing
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| He pours us all another pot of beer
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| There’s all the food and drink you’d ever want in here
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| But the train’s about to leave
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| And your friend has won my heart
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| But I’m as drunk as I’ll ever be
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| In her lap I begin to dream
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| Columns of steam… |