Now he's brought down the rain and the indian summer is through
You'll be dancing down the country in the morningtime if i know you
You ain't calling me to join you and i'm spoken for anyway
But you'll be k**ing my heart
When you go away
Shall we gather by the river for to hear the lovely thunder crash ?
Shall we sail now in your speeding bonnie boat here and gone like a splash ?
You will see me, small, receding, mouth hung open, words i cannot say
You'll be k**ing my heart
When you go away
Mike rogers left his whisky and the night is very very young
I've much to say and more to tell - the words will soon be spilling from my tongue
I'll rave and i will ramble, i'll do everything but make you stay
You'll be k**ing my heart
When you go away