[Intro]
[Verse]
Once I loved a Cambridgeshire lass
Fens and fields and fertile feelings
Folk from the sticks a rural class
Harvest hay in all heart dealings
[Verse]
Now I love a Romanian girl
Flowers and food and foreign sowing
Folk from the soil a dirty pearl
Gift God’s earth for heaven growing
[Chorus]
So this is why I feel the pulse
The roots that pull and test the vine
When eyes of country maids un-fuss
The prickly path to worldly wine
[Break]
[Verse]
Once I loved a Cambridgeshire lass
Fens and fields and fertile feelings
Folk from the sticks a rural class
Harvest hay in all heart dealings
[Verse]
Now I love a Romanian girl
Flowers and food and foreign sowing
Folk from the soil a dirty pearl
Gift God’s earth for heaven growing
[Chorus]
So this is why I feel the pulse
The roots that pull and test the vine
When eyes of country maids un-fuss
The prickly path to worldly wine
[Break]
[Verse]
Once I loved a Cambridgeshire lass
Fens and fields and fertile feelings
Folk from the sticks a rural class
Harvest hay in all heart dealings
[Verse]
Now I love a Romanian girl
Flowers and food and foreign sowing
Folk from the soil a dirty pearl
Gift God’s earth for heaven growing
[Chorus]
So this is why I feel the pulse
The roots that pull and test the vine
When eyes of country maids un-fuss
The prickly path to worldly wine
[Outro]