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Join Us In A Cup Of Tea ©

Gordon Fjaelberg
Bridgend, Wales
1991

Everyone still talks about you,
The neighbours all hope you're fine;
Please find an envelope enclosed,
Won't you send us one small line?
I hope this letter reaches you,
Wherever you might be;
The kettle's on the stove,
Come home,
And join us in a cup of tea,
La,la,
Yes, join us in a cup of tea.

Do you remember sweet Denise,
So tall and so passing fair?
That 'bit of wind' she suffered from
Was christened Lisa Claire.
I know that you were fond of her,
Denise confides in me;
The kettle's on the stove,
Come home,
And join us in a cup of tea,
La, la,
Yes, join us in a cup of tea.

You took my suitcase, took my trunk,
My one and only fiddle,
Then with them all you did a bunk,
But where to? That's the riddle.
Just tell us how you're getting on
And you can keep all three;
The kettle's on the stove,
Come home,
And join us in a cup of tea,
La, la,
Yes, join us in a cup of tea.

You're in the Foreign Legion now,
So Mrs White's reflected,
She dabbles as a medium
And so should be respected.
Poor woman, what an awful life,
Three husbands lost at sea;
The kettle's on the stove,
Come home,
And join us in a cup of tea,
La, la,
Yes, join us in a cup of tea.

So pack the suitcase, pack the trunk,
And fly back to this nation,
Get on an inter-city train,
We'll meet at Swansea station.
Let's paint Port Eynon red when you
Rejoin the family;
The kettle's on the stove,
Come home,
And join us in a cup of tea,
La, la,
Yes, join us in a cup of tea.



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