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We travelled on the train all night -

      We didn’t sleep a wink -

In nineteen hundred and fifty three.

     The reason?  Come on - think!

 

I was then eleven years of age -

     My brother, five years less -

And, after travelling all night through,

     We were tired, I must confess.

 

In Parliament Square we found our spot

     From which we waved our flags

And, as we couldn’t move from there,

      Mum brought the picnic bags.

 

We heard the cheering and the shouts

      As guests passed one by one,

And we soon forgot that we were tired

      By having so much fun.

 

We had to laugh at things we saw 

      And you would, I feel sure,

For men were poised at every turn,

     To clean up horse manure.

 

The roads of London were kept clean;

       The sun shone from the sky,

And the cheering soon reached fever pitch

      As the royal coach passed by. 

 

We waved and waved and screamed with joy

      To see our sweet princess,

And she smiled too and waved at us,

     But was nervous I would guess.  

  

Most people stayed within their homes

     And watched it on TV,

But we, right there, amidst the crowds,

      Were as happy as could be.

 

So many years have quickly passed

     When she was on the throne -

And the Queen and I both wondered 

      Where those many years have flown.

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When our Queen died, we shed our tears,

       But Charles now takes her place,

And he will follow in her steps

      And govern with God's grace.

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* Grace: through the kindness or help of God

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