English Tea — Paul Mccartney

Would you care to sit with me For a cup of English tea Very twee, very me Any sunny morning

What a pleasure it would be Chatting so delightfully Nanny bakes, fairy cakes Every Sunday morning

Miles of miles of English garden, stretching past the willow tree Lines of holly, hocks and roses, listen most attentively

Do you know the game crochet That adventure we might play Very gay, hip hooray Any sunny morning

(solo)

Miles of miles of English garden, stretching past the willow tree Lines of holly, hocks and roses, listen most attentively

As a rule the church bells chime When it's almost supper time Nanny bakes, fairy cakes On a Sunday morning