Sitting in the Sun

Sitting in the sun
All day we relax
Looking at the heatwaves
Rising_ off the tracks
Listening to the birds sing
And hoping it won't rain
This is really living if a man can stand the strain.

Sitting in the sun
With a glass of beer
Keeps me bright and active
As year follows year
If I had my life to live
I'd do the same again
'Cos this is really living if a man can stand the strain.

You can have riches you can have same
We'll do without them—thanks all the same
Fame brings you worry, and money brings cares
We think we're better off than any multimillionaires.

Sitting in the sun
Now and then you hear
Someone softly cursing
When a fly falls in his beer
Just so long as no-one tries
To send a ruddy train
This is really living if a man stand the strain.