Lyrics:

All on a Saturday, bright as a bell Early and just for the ride We took a trip, cycling down to the sea You, and your lady, and I. And oh, what a summer And oh, what a sun Right to the blue sky it clung. One day at Whitson The sea had the shore The summer before the War. Warm summer places, where you could taste the country air Chasing our shadows, we'd fly Down through the narrow lanes, racing the slow trains And the last of an age going by. And we had a good time And we had some fun There was time then when we were all young. One day at Whitson The sea had the shore The summer before the War. Young hearts and young souls Young minds to unfold Knowing the untold, somehow. One day at Whitson The sea had the shore The summer before the War. We found a small cove, by the sand and the water The salt air was brushing your skin. With your hand in her hand, there was nothing to say, Just watch the sea rushing in. And oh, what a moment And oh, what a day We held it and it never slipped away. One day at Whitson The sea had the shore The summer before the War. One day at Whitson The sea had the shore The summer before the War.