Walking Through Gardens

When my wife died I was happy

When my wife died I was glad

I buried her beneath the fir

Behind the cabbage patch

Walking through gardens

Walking up the roof-tile path

I followed a fox

Into a box that lay upon the grass

Be careful when you're near the pond

Be careful when you're near the pond

We're finally going to get a patio

I've said it for years

Yes I know

From the gate to the window

I've moved the turf

But there's still a long way to go...

We're looking at least two more months