Lyrics:

England in the summer is a pretty sightFlowers in the meadow in the morning lightYou know , satisfy the song insideAnd the dream is making you care , ev’rybody smilesAnd the dream is taking you thereThere’s a little bit of heaven on the village greenAnd the bunbury eleven that you never seeAnd they take all comers in the month of juneOn a friday , saturday , sunbury afternoonOn a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoonOn a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoonThey all say it couldn’t be realShakin’ their head in wonderMakin’ it long drive homeAnd when the sun and the moment is goneBreakin’ that spell we’re underWe played a part in the heart of a beautiful memoryThere’s a baby in a cradle and a wise old manYoung lovers happy to be hand in handEv’rybody finds their wayThey will learn the secret in timeThere’s a ring on her fingerAnd a love that showsAnd the bunbury eleven say the rumor goesThey ’re married in the church in the month of juneOn a friday , saturday , sunbury afternoonOn a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoonOn a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoonThere’s a wind in the willowsWhen the day is donePeople disappearing in the golden sunYou know , ev’rybody smilesThere’s a little bit of heaven on ....