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I found my love on that main line Between Peterborough and Crewe But such is life and cruel fate She never ever knew
I gazed at her in wonder I gazed at her in awe A picture of perfection Each and every bit i saw I wanted her i needed her I’d pledge my troth in marriage But she was on the up town line On a different train and carriage
I found my love on that main line Between Peterborough and Crewe But such is life and cruel fate She never ever knew
Would it have happened on British Rail I only saw her ‘cos my train was late Hordes of leaves fell on the line So we’d had to wait An autuumn fall That caused despair but it gave me a quick view And then she was no longer there
I found my love on that main line Between Peterborough and Crewe But such is life and cruel fate She never ever knew
Such despair as it took her away In and out of my life No way that she could ever know I wanted her for wife I blew hordes and hordes of kisses At her receding back As away from me she sped off On the opposing uptown track
I lost my love on that main line Between Peterborough and Crewe But such is life and cruel fate She never ever knew
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