Busker's Autobiography
I wandered the Vale and Harvington,
A singin' me songs with passion,
Back then I liked to live frugally,
But me melodies were never on ration!
One evening whilst singing in Banbury,
The Police pulled up in their car,
Out stepped a tall copper
I'm in trouble now proper!
But he wanted to play my guitar!
I wandered around the city streets
I roamed away so far,
With stories of women and nights suppin' ale
And a kippin' in the back o' me car!
I sang in the pubs of Evesham,
I felt like the star of the show,
But the very next day I'd be rockin away,
It's that busker again Trevor Yeo!
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