PEBBLES AND SNAILS


Every things alright, every things ok
I’m going to sing, while Bo plays

Things have been going, pretty bad until today
all I want to Is to hear Bo play

When a rabble of gipsies happened down our way
I sang to them while Bo played

They promised us money or jewels as pay
So I sang to them and Bo did play

From the stars in the sky, to the fish in the sea
They tore our world topsy turvy,
and every thing suddenly came our way
A perfect day, as I sang and Bo played

To the smell of amber, birds singing bright
We woke on moss to the warm morning light

The money was pebbles, the jewels were snails
Thats how the gipsies had cast their spells

Long gone were them a new day for us
The magic stayed with us like fairy dust
And Bo sat their and played.

Written by Eileen Daly & Ben Thirkettle