Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing,
Oo, my, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.

Went down to the station to look for her there,
Looked through the crowds for a glimpse of her hair,
Nothing to see but the crowds keep a-staring at me,
My, my,
Oo, my, my, my.

Down in the street, try'n' to remember,
Shuffling my feet outside a menswear,
Is that her in the fur coat?
No it's not december yet,
My, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.

Back to the house, maybe she'll phone me,
Singing my song, feeling so lonely.
I'll sing very softly, so if the phone rings
I can hear it, I can hear it.

Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing `bout nothing,
Oo, my, my, my,
Oo, my, my, my.

• Alive & Well & Living In
• By Kind Permission Of
• Christmas Song
• Driving Song
• For Later
• Hymn 43
• Just Trying to Be
• Life is a Long Song
• Living in The Past
• Love Story
• Nursie
• Singing All Day
• Sweet Dream
• Up The `pool
• Witch's Promise
• Wond'ring Again