WOKING MAN BLUES

(Mike Atterbury)

Now some folks sing of Chicago
New Orleans and Fargo and other places far across the sea
Can it be so wrong to dedicate this song
To a little place that's very dear to me?
You may think I'm joking when I sing of Woking
Despite its truly ancient pedigree
For where'er I roam there's no place like home
And Woking , why, it's home to me

So now I've told you of Woking and you know that I'm not joking
A welcome waits for all to come to see
By car, 'bus or train, in sunshine, snow or rain
You're bound to find a lovely cup of tea
For there's rugby, bowls and cricket
And if you can get a ticket
The greatest football team there'll ever be
So now you know what Woking has in store
Don't waste a moment more

(I don't mean Guildford, not even Ascot)
Woking: a place for you and me