Tekster: Brown Ian. Lions.

I'm alone in the country
Took a walk in the country
All alone in the country
Blade of grass in the country
Sour mash in the country
All the cash in the country
There are no lions in England
There are no lions in England
There are no lions in England no, no, no

I'll call you home
Then you start delivering
Taking my time then you start your quibbling
Now I know your meddling, you're still back pedaling
I should have quit you a long long time ago