For nigh a year

For nigh on a year

Down your street your crying is a well-known sound

Your street is very well known, throughout your town

Your town is very famous for the little girl

Whose cries can be heard all around the world

You'll appreciate

No need to be so sad

He's only late

We'll bring you flowers and things

Help pass your time

We'll give him eagle's wings

Then he can fly to you

We have a remedy.

We have!

Little girl, why don't you stop your crying?

I'm gonna make you feel alright

My name is Ivor

I'm an engine driver

I know him well

I know why you feel blue

Just 'cause he's late

Don't mean he'll never get through

He told me he loves you

He ain't no liar, I ain't either

Please take a sweet

Come take a walk with me

We'll sort it out

Back at my place, maybe

It'll come right

You ain't no fool, I ain't either

So why not be nice to an old engine driver?

Come on, old horse

Soon

Soon be home ...

Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang

I can't believe it

Do my eyes deceive me?

Am I back in your arms?

Away from all harm?

It's like a dream to be with you again

Can't believe that I'm with you again

I missed you and I must admit

I kissed a few and once did sit

On Ivor the Engine Driver's lap

And later with him, had a nap

You are forgiven, you are forgiven, you are forgiven ... (ad lib)

You are forgiven