Into the Jazz Club we went
Not knowing what to expect,
We were to be told a story,
A story about Lonnie Denegan
A group that I remembered,
Remembered from my young years.
They came onto the stage
Started to play and sing
And took me back,
Back to those wonderful days,
Days of rock and skiffle,
Days leading into my teenage years.
I knew all the songs
And was singing away so happily.
Such a wonderful evening
Bringing joy to my heart
And memories to my mind.
The time just flew by
And the show was over
And I walked out of the club,
Walked out a very happy man,
Singing those songs,
Those songs of my youth.