Lyrics:

Each evening, from December to December
Before you drift to sleep upon your cot
Think back on all the tales that you remember
Of Camelot

Ask ev'ry person if he's heard the story
And tell it strong and clear if he has not
That once there was a fleeting wisp of glory
Called Camelot

Camelot, Camelot
Now say it out with pride and joy
Camelot, Camelot

Yes, Camelot, my boy
Where once it never rained till after sundown
By 8 a.m the morning fog had flown
Don't let it be forgot that once there was a spot
For one brief shining moment that was known
As Camelot