Push for PORTER

Down the lanes of foggy chimneys
Through the little seaside town
Strides the East Wind like a dragon
Strewing leaves on ragged ground
Winter planting icicles
Along the barren shore
But the Punch and Judy man
Is gone forever

Mr Punch and Judy man
Please bring back
My Childhood Land of summer

In the meadows by the river
Where the oak and willow stand
Silver mist is creeping down
To lullaby our sleeping land
Through the bare and blackened branches
Swallows fly no more
But the Punch and Judy man is gone forever

Mr Punch and Judy man
Please bring back
My Childhood Land of summer

Slot machines and penny arcades
Jingle jangle on the pier,
Gone the sound of children laughing,
Fading with the dying year.
Through the little town he wandered
In the misty autumn haze,
But the Punch and Judy Man Is gone forever.

Mr Punch and Judy man
Please bring back
My Childhood Land of summer

Punchinello, Punchinello,
Where have you and Judy gone?
Gone to join the swelling ranks
Of things that they look back upon.
Memories can conjure up
Those dreams of yesterday,
But the Punch and Judy Man is gone for ever.

Mr Punch and Judy man
Please bring back
My Childhood Land of summer

Mr Punch and Judy man
Please bring back
My Childhood Land of summer