Out Of Town
Composer(s): Leslie Bricusse; Robin Beaumont
Performer(s): Max Bygraves



Say what you will
The countryside is still
The only place where I could settle down
Troubles there are so much rarer
Out of town

Spring starts to spring
The cuckoo starts to sing
A song to take the edge off winter's frown
And spring cleaning has a meaning
Out of town

Up there the sun is a big yellow duster
Polishing the blue, blue sky
With white fluffy clouds in a cluster
Hanging on a breeze to dry

Trees everywhere
With blossoms in their hair
And Mother Nature wears her newest gown
What I'd give once more to live
Right out of town