Rubber Band
Rubber bandThere's a rubber band that plays tunes out of tuneIn the library garden Sunday afternoonWhile a little chappie waves a golden wand
Rubber bandIn 1910 I was so handsome and so strongMy moustache was stiffly waxed and one foot long
And I loved a girl while you played teatime tunes
Dear Rubber band, you're playing my tunes out of tune, oh
Rubber band, Won't you play a haunting theme again to me
While I eat my scones and drink my cupof tea
The sun is warm but it's a lonely afternoonOh, play that theme
Rubber bandHow I wish that I could join your Rubber bandWe could play in lively parks throughout the landAnd one Sunday afternoon I'd find my love
Rubber bandIn '14-'18 war I went to seaThought my Sunday love was waiting home for me
And now she's married to the leader of the band, oh
Oh sob: I hope you break your baton