Hull

Where is my six-pence?
I have a hole in my pocket
Maybe it's gone down the drain
Maybe it'll turn up again

Someone is leaving me
She has her reasons why
Maybe she'll return to me
Maybe she'll not

Where are my old brown boots?
With holes in the soles that always let in the wet
Maybe I'll get them fixed down the street
Maybe I'll just let the rain wet my feet

Someone left me space behind
A small ink blot on my mind
Now I'm just one again
And I'm feeling rather strange

Where is my sunshine?
With golden summer skies filled with spring time?
Someone stole my weekends
Someone made my night time black
Where is my six-pence?
I have a hole in my pocket
Maybe it's gone down the drain
Maybe it'll turn up again