Little Blue The Beautiful South

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[Verse 1]
You can't write a novel from a briefcase
You can write a poem from a trench
You can dream a dream from A to B
But you can't catch a bus from a bench

You don't back a horse called Striding Snail
You don't name your boat Titanic II
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing Little Blue

[Chorus]
Little Blue, how do you do?
Your smile looks like heaven
But your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
Be so laden down with dew?
Little Blue

[Refrain]
How can a flower so beautiful
Be so laden down with dew?
Little Blue

[Verse 2]
You can't build a brewery on a cemetery
You can build a pub on a church
And people fall quicker than buildings do
You have to decide what comes first