Winnie Rag

Listen while I tell

About a little girl

I've been with her for just three years

Some say she is slow

But I would answer no

She knows how to shift them gears

We had it so cozy

Everything was rosy

In that little love nest of the old Kent Road

In their nights of passion

They could hear us thrashing

A good six houses down the road

But now that she is gone

I can hardly carry on

Every night I end up canned

I'm in and out the boozers

Backing all the losers

Well, I'll have to take me solving hand

I was meant to meet her

By the parking meter

Outside of old Kate's Cafe

But then when I arrived there

I looked but couldn't find her

I thought she must be having a laugh

I there and then decided

As quickly home I glided

Well, I'll have to make her sorry for crossing my path

I was feeling bad

Really, I'd been mad

Oh, I can't believe she's left me all alone

I went to see her mother

She wasn't with her uncle

And I began to weep and moan

And then in disillusion

I come to this conclusion

My little bird had flown

If you see my Winnie

She's blonde and rather skinny

But you'll know by the warts on her nose

She dresses rather neat

She's really very sweet

She always wears them ladies' clothes

So Winnie, if you're near

Come quick, I'm turning strange

I just don't know which way to go

I mean, you know, I just don't know which way I should go