Brighton Rock

Happy little day, Jimmy went away Met his little Jenny on a public holiday A happy pair they made, so decorously laid 'Neath the gay illuminations all along the promenade 'It's so good to know there's still a little magic in the air I'll weave my spell 'Jenny will you stay - tarry with me pray Nothing 'ere need come between us tell me love, what do you say' 'Oh no I must away to my Mum in disarray If my mother should discover how I spent my holiday It would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air I'll weave my spell' CHORUS O Rock of Ages, do not crumble, love is breathing still O Lady Moon, shine down a little people magic if you will Jenny pines away, writes a letter everyday 'We must ever be together, nothing can my love erase' 'Oh no I'm compromised, I must apologise If my lady should discover how I spent my holidays . . .'