CLIFTON Written By Col Stone December 2023 I walked the streets of Clifton, on a Sunday afternoon. Nothing to amuse me, then there was you, then there was you. In a bar I heard you singing, just you and your guitar, I didn’t know that you existed, then there you are, then there you are. Chorus We’ll be forever singing the same tune, there is nothing else I’d rather do, here with you, nothing else I’d rather do. I listened till the intermission, you lit a cigarette at the bar. I sat down with your permission, asked are you going far. We talked and talked for hours, as if we always had, I walked you home and bought you flowers, to a woman from a man, to a woman from a man. Chorus We’ll be forever singing the same tune, there is nothing else I’d rather do, here with you, nothing else I’d rather do. I walk the streets of Clifton, hand in hand with you. We spend our time together, there was me there was you, there was me there was you. I give you all my love, in every way I can, Wrapped in my best wishes, to a woman from a man, to a woman from a man. Chorus We’ll be forever singing the same tune, there is nothing else I’d rather do, here with you, nothing else I’d rather do. Here with you, here with you, here with you, here with you ................. © Copyright Col Stone, (Colin Stone), stone2016c@outlook.com December 2023