There's a young lady called Rosie; She is my West Country girl. I promised her that no matter Where I should go in the world, I'd send a postcard to her...
I'll send a postcard from Paris, Paraguay, Prague and Peru— I'd even send one from Liverpool If Rosie wanted me to... If Baghdad or Beirut won't do...
Most of the time I remember, But once in a while I forget. If you see fit to forgive me, I'll always be in your debt... And I'll make you proud of me yet...