There’s a young lady called rosie;
She is my west country girl.
I promised her that no matter
Where i should go in the world,
I’d send a postcard to her…
I’ll send a postcard from paris,
Paraguay, prague and peru¡º
I’d even send one from liverpool
If rosie wanted me to…
If baghdad or beirut won’t do…
Most of the time i remember,
But once in a while i forget.
If you see fit to forgive me,
I’ll always be in your debt…
And i’ll make you proud of me yet…