Little Lost Dream (From "The Good Companions")

歌詞

Good companions stick together Sunny skies or stormy weather Birdies of uncommon feather Come what may Here and when The raindrops tumble Good companions never grumble Them's the breaks As William Shakespeare used to say Through the highways and the byways Of our native land Playing both the big time and the one-night stand Hand-in-hand Good companions That's the ticket This old life's a game of cricket Sittin' duck or sticky wicket Each must play The good companions Win out all the way Through the highways and the byways Of our native land Playing both the big time and the one-night stand Hand-in-hand, ain't it grand? Good companions That's the ticket This old life's a game of cricket Sittin' ducks or sticky wicket Each must play The good companions Win out all the way