(Clarke / Hicks / Nash)
Singing, singing in the sunshine
The countryside's mine.
If I keep on singing, you'll follow behind.

Tripping, tripping down the highway,
no cares in my mind.
As long as I'm going, they'll follow behind.

I got no cares in my mind,
got no place to go,
but still I don't mind
'cos it's nice.

Picking, picking up the daisies,
I'm making a chain.
If anybody breaks it, we'll start it again.

chorus

Gazing, gazing down into the water.
I'm diggin' the fish.
I'll throw in a penny to wish you a wish.

verse 1 (wish you a wish ...)