The Bunting Song Lyrics - The Good, The Bad & The Queen - Good The Bad & The Queen

Pull out the bunting 

She made 'em one by one 

Hang 'em in the trees 

Or they'll blow away 

Move to the country 

The town has told its tale 

You'll be forgotten 

When the autumn leaves, they fell 

And the whole place 

Didn't look the same that night 

They put a party on and waited 

For the sunlight to recall 

All the days are a ticking gone 

Bye Baby Bunting 

All England wants you home 

Away in the hills 

Where the wild things, they roam 

So I'll never know why 

She made 'em one by one 

Hanging in the trees 

'Til a breeze, it comes 

And the country 

Didn't look the same that day 

They put a party on 

The ship that sailed a way on the dawn 

To a day, a ticking gone