I feel hungover on the way back from Northampton
Not from strong liquor or cheap wine
Just from the fact that I was there
Just from meeting so many old friends
Just from making so many new friends
Just from giving and receiving love to share.
It was the moment I got there it started
Like a second home to me it was
The Kidda’s spirit entrapped in there
That’s the main reason, just because
John’s family just like kin to me
Memories so priceless, must be to share.
And the speakers, and the traders
All part of the whole effect
The ambience, the fraternity
The work preparing and on going
And the moment it all comes together
Shall it stay for all eternity?
The music you say? I’ve not forgot.
The music hangover it’s all so grand
Hungover from Peter and Trevor too.
Hungover from Paul and Cold Overture
Hungover not from “Mary” but from Steve Gibbons
And it’s all so wonderful, every note and word
It’s something to remember, to cherish for all time
It’s something to remember, file under “wonderful” again.
