At home I've still got a postcard
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On which a church, a cart and horse
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A butcher's, J. van der Ven
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A pub, a lady on a bike
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It probably means nothing to you
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But it's where I was born
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This village, I still recall how it was
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The farmers' kids in the class
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A cart rattling over the cobbles
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The town hall with a pump in front
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A sandy lane cutting through the corn
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And along my dad's garden path
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I saw the tall trees standing
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I was a kid and knew no better
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Than that it'd never end
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How simply they lived back then
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In simple houses amid green
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With country flowers and a hedge
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But apparently they lived the wrong way
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The village has been modernised
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And now they're on the right track
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Just see how rich life is
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They watch the TV quiz
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And live in concrete boxes
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With lots of glass, so you can see
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How the sofa sits at Mien's
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And her sideboard with plastic roses
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And along my dad's garden path
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I saw the tall trees standing
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I was a kid and knew no better
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Than that it'd never end
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The village youth huddle together a bit
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In miniskirts and Beatle hair
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And yell along with beat music
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I know, it's their right
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The new age, just like you say
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But it makes me a bit melancholy
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I still knew their dads
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They bought licorice for a cent
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I saw their moms skipping rope
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That village back then, it's gone
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This is all that's left for me
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When along my dad's garden path
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I still saw the tall trees standing
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I was a kid, how could I know
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That it'd be gone for good