England in the summer is a pretty sight
Flowers in the meadow in the morning light
You know, satisfy the song inside
And the dream is making you care, ev´rybody smiles
And the dream is taking you there

There´s a little bit of heaven on the village green
And the Bunbury Eleven that you never see
And they take all comers in the month of June
On a Friday, Saturday, Sunbury afternoon
On a Friday, Saturday, Bunbury afternoon
On a Friday, Saturday, Bunbury afternoon

They all say it couldn´t be real
Shakin´ their head in wonder
Makin´ it long drive home
And when the sun and the moment is gone
Breakin´ that spell we´re under
We played a part in the heart of a beautiful memory
There´s a baby in a cradle and a wise old man
Young lovers happy to be hand in hand

Ev´rybody finds their way
They will learn the secret in time
There´s a ring on her finger
And a love that shows
And the Bunbury Eleven say the rumor goes
They ´re married in the church in the month of June
On a Friday, Saturday, Sunbury afternoon
On a Friday, Saturday, Bunbury afternoon
On a Friday, Saturday, Bunbury afternoon

There´s a wind in the willows
When the day is done
People disappearing in the golden sun
You know, ev´rybody smiles
There´s a little bit of heaven on....