Happy little day, Jimmy went away

Met his little Jenny on a public holiday

happy pair they made, so decorously laid

'neath the [bad word] illuminations all along the promenade

It's so good to know there's still a little magic in the air

I'll weave my spell

Jenny will you stay - tarry with me pray

Nothing 'ere [bad word] between us tell me love, what do you say ?

Oh no I must away to my mum in disarray

If my mother should discover how I spent my holiday

It would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air

I'll say farewell

O rock of ages, do not [bad word]  love is breathing still

O lady moon, shine down a little people magic if you will

Jenny pines away, writes a letter everyday

We must ever be together, nothing can my love erase

Oh no [bad word]  I must apologise

If my lady should discover how I spent my holidays...

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