The world is my oyster
But I still long to be
In a quiet English garden
”Neath a big leafy tree

Now Rome has its tourists
With its long history
But cool English gardens
Are much lovelier to me

I’ve seen Rome and Venice
(Though never Capri)
I’ve seen all the sights there
Felt their mystery

I’ve flown the Grand Canyon
So huge from the air
Seen the great Colorado
In awe ”I declare”

But their might and their splendour
Though marvellous to see
Could never be equal
In my memory

Of my country garden
With flowers and a tree
Communing with nature
In quiet reverie

If that simple garden
Could be next to the sea
Then friends I would stay
In a Heaven for me