Thought I'd close it all off with a little surprise
For some of my friends who are older and wise
Enough now to be leaving for bigger and better things
So I've written this song as you're growing your wings
And I'll miss you, wherever you go
St Andrews or Oxford, Land's End, John 'O Groats
But still, I know, you've got to go
These six years have been the best of my life
I've grown as a person with you by my side
Though I'm not quite sure what the next six will bring
If you're right beside me they'll never be dim
And I'll miss you, wherever you go
Warwick or Worcester, Land's End, John 'O Groats
But still, I know, you've got to go