When The Saints Go Marching In-John Carson/Earl Scruggs

Wouldn't it be loverly All I want is a room somewhere Far away from the cold night air With one enormous chair Oh wouldn't it be loverly Lots of choc'late for me to eat Lots of coal makin' lots of heat Warm face warm hands warm feet Oh wouldn't it be loverly Oh so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'lutely still! I would never budge 'till Spring crep over me winder sill Someone's head restin' on my knee Warm and tender as he can be Who takes good care of me Oh wouldn't it be loverly Loverly loverly Loverly loverly All I want is a room somewhere Far away from the cold night air With one enormous chair Oh wouldn't it be loverly Lots of choc'late for me to eat Lots of coal makin' lots of heat Warm face warm hands warm feet Oh wouldn't it be loverly Oh so loverly sittin' abso-bloomin'lutely still! I would never budge 'till Spring crep over me winder sill Someone's head restin' on my knee Warm and tender as he can be Who takes good care of me Oh wouldn't it be loverly Oh wouldn't it be loverly