Download an MP3 of this song. Mike plays guitars, vocals and piano on this one.
Sitting down outside,
The Sun was in the sky,
The blinding cloud of eiderdown,
Shone into my eyes,
I was smoking my first fag of the day,
From a packet of twenty Craven "A",
And as the plumes of smoke they rose,
All the insects were climbing 'round my toes,
And I sat back and I thought of the day,
Chorus:
Smoking one of my twenty Craven "A"s,
I sat back and I thought for a while,
Smoking one of my Craven "A" milds,
Outside standing up,
The Sun had gone away,
The overcast scenery,
Was all that had stayed,
I had finished my first fag of the day,,
From a packet of twenty Craven "A",
And after dropping the fag-end on the floor,
I went inside and I firmly closed the door,
Chorus.
* part of the forthcoming Craven "A" Saga.
© 1989 Mike Harris. For rights, I reserve my rights to this work as my own. The recordings of the pieces may be freely downloaded, shared and performed; song long as it is for non-commercial purposes and so long as I am credited as the original author and so long as you are happy to share recordings of your performances and intepretations of the pieces. The lyrics may be copied and reproduced in part or whole, use them as you wish so long as it is for non-commercial purposes.