Letra
Ver letra con acordes
[Intro]
(x2)
[Verse 1]
It s gonna be a lovely day
I just woke up with that feeling.
Sky is blue the clouds are few
it s a crown upon the ceiling.
You couldn t beat the weather hey
I whistled through the grasses
running along the back lane
to call and see who answers
funny girl, played on her own
papa s voice bellows
over the fields
frightened the crows
Natalie run, Natalie run.
[Verse 2]
We re gonna play hide and seek
and tear around the houses
then we ll put on a show today
and smiling eyes will watch us.
You couldn t been this weather hey
for cartwheeling and dances
and skipping up the broken steps
to knock and see who answers
funny girl, played on her own
papa s voice bellows
over the fields
frightened the crows
Natalie turned, pale as a ghost.
[Verse 3]
The old farm track and the same way back
the orders of the morning
there s nothing in the driveway
no sheets or blankets blowing.
It couldn t be forever, hey-hey
only till September
I guess I ll wait a little while
only to remember.
Funny girl, played on her own
mum leaves a bag by the back door
with little white tags, tied in a bow
with Natalie on.
Natalie run.
[Outro]
(x2)
[Verse 1]
It s gonna be a lovely day
I just woke up with that feeling.
Sky is blue the clouds are few
it s a crown upon the ceiling.
You couldn t beat the weather hey
I whistled through the grasses
running along the back lane
to call and see who answers
funny girl, played on her own
papa s voice bellows
over the fields
frightened the crows
Natalie run, Natalie run.
[Verse 2]
We re gonna play hide and seek
and tear around the houses
then we ll put on a show today
and smiling eyes will watch us.
You couldn t been this weather hey
for cartwheeling and dances
and skipping up the broken steps
to knock and see who answers
funny girl, played on her own
papa s voice bellows
over the fields
frightened the crows
Natalie turned, pale as a ghost.
[Verse 3]
The old farm track and the same way back
the orders of the morning
there s nothing in the driveway
no sheets or blankets blowing.
It couldn t be forever, hey-hey
only till September
I guess I ll wait a little while
only to remember.
Funny girl, played on her own
mum leaves a bag by the back door
with little white tags, tied in a bow
with Natalie on.
Natalie run.
[Outro]