Invisible
03-Jun-09, 14:07
Mercy me its summer at last
As e sun appears in e sky
But it willna be long till e winter comes
and e summer passes us by,
It times lek these when wur stuck inside
when oor stress begins to arise
At each others throats allday
cos we canna get ootside
When e weekend comes it pours wi rain
and we canna get oot in e garden
we have to tidy up in e hoose
and beg the lord for his pardon
Wi the Caithness weather its fair to say
has its ups and doons
we'll be scorchin in e morning
and snow in e afternoon
As e sun appears in e sky
But it willna be long till e winter comes
and e summer passes us by,
It times lek these when wur stuck inside
when oor stress begins to arise
At each others throats allday
cos we canna get ootside
When e weekend comes it pours wi rain
and we canna get oot in e garden
we have to tidy up in e hoose
and beg the lord for his pardon
Wi the Caithness weather its fair to say
has its ups and doons
we'll be scorchin in e morning
and snow in e afternoon