While up in Epping Forest for the day
We met an old bloke fishing. We chatted
and he showed my boy his pot of maggots
and his line. And when he left he waved to us.
“Ta-ra,” he said. “See you, ta-ra.” Ta-ra?
I haven’t heard that said since I was young,
in the Co-op down in Kentish Town. “Ta-ra,”
the checkout girl said to my mum. And outside
the checkout girl said to my mum. And outside
in the street, this tramp gave me a wink.
I’ve kept that wink for my entire life
I’ve kept that wink for my entire life
