I wish I was in Greenall Whitley land,
Where hearts are warm
And beer is cool,
The girl I left behind,
Perhaps you think of me, as I think of you,
The jokes, the warmth, the fun, the girl behind the bar,
But most of all, Greenall Whitley’s, most of all I’m missing you,
Some day I’m going back, to the taste I know so well.
thats all i can find