Sunny Divan
Lyrics
A lullaby lingers in the room
Stirs my belly with its haunting tune
Stirring all the missing of listening
To my Nanna's cracked records on the sunny divan
Sing-a-long-with-Bing
On the sunny Divan
A Sunday roast roams the air
Sliding so heavenly down the stairs
I'll blow the needle, choose a pile
And we will While-Away-The- Hours
On the sunny divan
Croon an old war tune
On the sunny divan
Mrs Mills piano plonks a melody
We'll do the shimmy
And then we'll sip strong tea
She'll tell me how I'm like her second cousins Vera and Eadie
(I can never choose which one to be)
And Hullabalulu- Don't- Bring-Lulu
She will sing to me
Her singlet's torn and worn so thin
She'll lie down and I'll fetch the cream
We choose a stack, I'll rub her back
And we'll be Singing-in-the-Rain
On the sunny divan
Holding my dear Nanna's hand
On the sunny divan
Writer(s): Rachel Hore
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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