You go on down Piggy Lane through the flowers/That paint the hills as far as you can see/And that's where I while away my hours/Hours of eternity/In a little tin shed on the hillside/Where we sit and drink our peppermint tea/And the candlelight flickers inside/'Cos we havent got electricity/But I know I've found peace in Carey Gully/And I haven't known that state of mind before/And I sing as I walk down in the valley/'Cos those city things don't bother me no more/
Well it's taken such a long time to get there/And we've travelled a long winding road/Now I sit in my old rocking chair/And my darling I never will go/
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