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I think these are better:
Pull out the bunting She made 'em one by one Hang 'em in the trees Or they'll blow away
Move to the country The town has told its tale You'll be forgotten When the autumn leaves, they fell
And the whole place Didn't look the same that night They put a party on and waited For the sunlight to recall All the days are a ticking gone
Bye Baby Bunting All England wants you home Away in the hills Where the wild things, they roam
So I'll never know why She made 'em one by one Hanging in the trees 'Til a breeze, it comes
And the country Didn't look the same that day They put a party on ....... To a day, a ticking gone
I think these are better:
Pull out the bunting She made 'em one by one Hang 'em in the trees Or they'll blow away
Move to the country The town has told its tale You'll be forgotten When the autumn leaves, they fell
And the whole place Didn't look the same that night They put a party on and waited For the sunlight to recall All the days are a ticking gone
Bye Baby Bunting All England wants you home Away in the hills Where the wild things, they roam
So I'll never know why She made 'em one by one Hanging in the trees 'Til a breeze, it comes
And the country Didn't look the same that day They put a party on ....... To a day, a ticking gone