Myfanwy lyrics

Kind o'er the kinderbank leans my Myfanwy

White o'er the playpen the sheen of her dress

Fresh from the bathroom and soft in the nursery

Soap scented fingers I long to caress

Were you a prefect and head of your dormitory?

Were you a hockey girl, tennis or gym?

Who was your favourite? Who had a crush on you?

Which were the baths where they taught you to swim?

Smooth down the avenue glitters the bicycle

Black-stockinged legs under navy blue serge

Home and Colonial, Star, International

Balancing bicycle leant on the verge

Trace me your wheel-tracks, you fortunate bicycle

Out of the shopping and into the dark

Back down the avenue, back to the potting shed

Back to the house on the fringe of the park

Golden the light on the locks of Myfanwy

Golden the light on the book on her knee

Finger marked pages of Rackham's Hans Anderson

Time for the children to come down to tea

Oh! Fullers angelcake, Robertson's marmalade

Liberty lampshade, come shine on us all

My! What a spread for the friends of Myfanwy

Some in the alcove and some in the hall

Then what sardines in half-lighted passages!

Locking of fingers in long hide-and-seek

You will protect me, my silken Myfanwy

Ringleader, tomboy, and chum to the weak

• Artist:David Essex
• Album:His Greatest Hits