Mike Batt Follow

Verse 1
Before the days of radio
And telephones and trains,
I wonder if ever knights in armour
Rode the Wimbledon plains.

I wonder if ever a Womble king
Put down his tidy bag,
And extricated from a stone
The sword Excallywag.

Verse 2
With coat of arms akimbo,
Astride his coal black steed,
The Womble King of England
had earnestly decreed:

"We all must make a journey
To prove our knightly worth
We're off to have a picnic
At the centre of the earth".

Chorus 1
So the Womble knights of England
Went riding through the glade.
In the trees the birds were signing,
As they made their bold crusade.

They were led by brave King Merton,
Of noble Womble birth,
When they rode from Wimbledon common,
To the centre of the earth.

Verse 3
Thye came to the land of Butnee,
Where the ancient river runs.
A thousand armoured trash collectors,
Glistening in the sun.

With standards flying to the wind,
They started their decent,
Deep into the mountainside,
Sweeping as they went.

Chorus 2
So the womble knights of England
Rode deep into the ground,
Keen to prove their bravery
And loyalty to the crown.

They were led by brave King Merton,
Of noble womble birth.
When they rode from Wimbledon common,
To the centre of the earth.

Verse 4
And, even though they journeyed on
With grim determination,
It was 6 o'clock next morning
When they reached their destination.

The King addressed his knights-at-arms:
"It looks as though we're here
So let's eat the sandwiches
And drink the ginger beer".

Chorus 1
So the Womble knights of England
Went riding through the glade.
In the trees the birds were signing,
As they made their bold crusade.

They were led by brave King Merton,
Of noble Womble birth,
When they rode from Wimbledon common,
To the centre of the earth.
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