Mr. Kelly

Hey Mr Kelly, aint it a thrill
Just to go running down some green hill,
Barking at butterflies and birds in the trees
Caught in the sunshine, Kelly and me.
Rolling on the green grass, walking by the sea
Always together, Kelly and me.
Hey Mr Kelly,
When we grow old
Who’ll give us comfort and care from the cold
What does it matter, long as we’re free
And always together, Kelly and me.
Running on the green grass, walking by the sea
Children of darkness, Kelly and me.