Stroud, Tomorrow, With You
¶ 1
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It’s Stroud, tomorrow, with you,
with something borrowed and blue.
Cast off this crowd and then
catch me a cloud bound for
Stroud, tomorrow, with you.
¶ 2
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When we hit our stride
we’ll head to Merseyside
with the wind in your hair
in the wide open air;
when we hit our stride.
¶ 3
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Then London, by the Thames,
to catch some Saturday games,
before we return,
midnight oil to burn
in London, by the Thames.
¶ 4
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So it’s Stroud, tomorrow, with you,
to make some old things seem brand new.
I’m serious, Kate,
so get packed, don’t be late,
for it’s Stroud, tomorrow, with you.
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