Sitting on the gate with Rose
waiting for the boys
Where are those lads with scruffy clothes
still playing with their toys.

Here comes Jimmy swaggering
catapult in hand
He's wondering what Bill and George
have deviously planned.

Jumping down we greet our pal
as other boys join in
Hopping with excitement now
making such a din.

Down the lane we tumble
what mischief shall we plan
Scrumping in the orchard
on Farmer Giles land.

A butterfly with outstretched wings
warms up in the morning sun
Wonder where he goes at night
when the day is done.

Let's make a camp in yonder wood
play hide and seek and track
I'd love to be alone in there
with Jimmy's brother Jack.

How time has flown since first we met
down by the garden gate
My own young one's now take my place
as down the path they wait.