he was taken in by her charms and her feminine ways
though he was the first to admit hed seen better days
her eyes were so sexy and her form was so rare
so he took her to heaven and danced with her there
the hills were delightful and the lanes were so green
twas the first day of spring and the grass it was keen
the meadows were awesome and the sky it was blue
so they sauntered and strolled that day down to Poole
the harvest was in and the tide it was out
the bees were a buzzing and the Daffy's were out
he kissed her red lips and he fondled her true
then he took her to heaven that night down at Poole
the fairground was crowded and the wheel was in spin
the bumpers were racey and the Gypsy's were too
whilst they made music
at old waterloo
the sky it was dark and the moon it was full
the stars were a blazing and the wind it was fresh
though he carried her love so close to his chest
he offered her roses
and she gave him a smile
then they made love till daybreak
down by the stile