It’s lambs galore,
as I gambol up north
on the train to Inverness.
No thoughts of how I may
be eaten up. Springtime adventures
on my mind – so certain that my mamma
loves me today – no hint of the mint sauce to come
It’s lambs galore,
as I gambol up north
on the train to Inverness.
No thoughts of how I may
be eaten up. Springtime adventures
on my mind – so certain that my mamma
loves me today – no hint of the mint sauce to come