Flanagan & Allen - Round The Back Of The Arches [1930's] | Текст песни

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Round the back of the arches, Down in Sunnyside Lane
Where the black of the arches never seems to remain
That’s where I used to be as happy as a multi-millionaire
Everybody there a jolly good pal

Round the back of the grey skies, there’s a lining of blue
There’s a crack in the grey skies for the sun to come through
And when the storm clouds all roll over I shall meet old pals again
Round the back of the arches down in Sunnyside Lane.

I’m a guy who’s never going to roam again
Once I leave the old home town
By and by I’ll see my little home again
Then I’m going to settle down

Round the back of the arches, Down in Sunnyside Lane
Where the black of the arches never seems to remain
That’s where I used to be as happy as a multi-millionaire
Everybody there a jolly good pal

Round the back of the grey skies, there’s a lining of blue
There’s a crack in the grey skies for the sun to come through
And when the storm clouds all roll over I shall meet old pals again
Round the back of the arches down in Sunnyside Lane.

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