Wombles Wellington Goes To Waterloo
It was early one morning
The fish were jumping high
The policemen were in their uniforms
There were aeroplanes [airplanes] in the sky
Young Wellington raised his glasses
To the sky of ever so blue
Saying, "Let's collect some engine numbers
Down at Waterloo."
A day, it comes so seldom
In the Wombles' working year
That they like to make the most of them
Whenever they appear
So he put away his tidy bag
And joined the breakfast queue,
Saying, "Soon, I'll be in London town
Down at Waterloo."
Ooh, ticket collector
Ticket collecting all day long
If you let me look at the engines
I'll sing you a Wombling song
So he wandered off to Platform 6
His notebook in his paw
He cleaned his glasses with a rag
He found upon the floor
Just then the mighty Pulman train
Came rattling into town
So Wellington whipped his notebook out
And got the number down
Ooh, ticket collector
Ticket collecting all day long
If you let me look at the engines
I'll sing you a Wombling song (2x)
The trains pulled in and out again
'Til Wellington's book filled up
So he poured his thermus plastic tea
Into his plastic tea
He assessed the situation
As he sipped the steaming brew,
"It's so nice collecting engine numbers
Down at Waterloo!"
Ooh, ticket collector
Ticket collecting all day long
If you let me look at the engines
I'll sing you a Wombling song (2x)
