Saffron
Pots and pans all spick and span
Hanging there in a tidy row
Careful Tom don’t scuff up the floor
Please don’t make me scrub it again today
We’re on our way to the ball.
Lizzy
All day long I’m working like a slave
But you’ll never hear me complain
In the sunshine or the rain.
Saffron I’ve been asleep all winter
And now the spring is here
It’s time for you to hear my song.
Lizzy (Hope it’s not too long.)
Saffron
Every room is clear and bright
Now we’d better be on our way,
Tom make sure you’ve got everything
Lock the door and give me the key
Let’s go to see the show at the ball.
Lizzy
Back to work tomorrow, but tonight
Going to eat and dance till I fall
At the feast and at the ball.
Illustrations by Alan Aldridge
Song by Roger Glover (sung by Helen Chappelle and Barry St John)
