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'
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 . . .'