Mrs Maylie

It’s so n[E]ice in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
I’d spend my l[E]ife in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
Count my t[A]ime co[G]unting the m[A]oon
I’d s[G]pend my l[E]ife in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
It’s so n[E]ice in Mrs M[G]aylie’s h[E]ouse
I’d spend my l[E]ife in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
Count my t[A]ime cou[G]nting the m[A]oon
It’s so n[E]ice in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
Mrs[G] Maylie's[E] house.....

Well good mo[A]rning Mrs M[E]aylie
It’s so n[D]ice to wake in su[A]nshine
Spent [A]my short life in p[E]rison
Was my b[D]irth that was my f[E]irst crime
I’d l[A]ike to pick some f[E]lowers
And ar[D]range them around your r[E]oom
And I l[A]ove to spend the h[E]ours
‘Fore they’re sn[D]atched away too s[E]oon

Well I l[A]ove it in the c[E]ountry
And l[D]oath the London m[E]ire
And there’s [A]no one who’s been k[E]inder
In my wr[D]etched little l[E]ife
Oh good m[A]orning Mrs M[E]aylie
And your d[D]aughter seems so n[E]ice
An o[A]pen heart’s my sa[E]viour
And my tr[D]usting is my v[E]ice

It’s so n[E]ice in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
I’d spend my l[E]ife in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
Count my t[A]ime co[G]unting the m[A]oon
I’d s[G]pend my l[E]ife in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
It’s so n[E]ice in Mrs M[G]aylie’s h[E]ouse
I’d spend my l[E]ife in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
Count my t[A]ime cou[G]nting the m[A]oon
It’s so n[E]ice in Mrs Ma[G]ylie’s h[E]ouse
Mrs Ma[G]ylie's ho[E]use.....