England in the summer is a pretty sight Flowers in the meadow in the morning light You know , satisfy the song inside And the dream is making you care , evrybody smiles And the dream is taking you there Theres a little bit of heaven on the village green And the bunbury eleven that you never see And they take all comers in the month of june On a friday , saturday , sunbury afternoon On a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoon On a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoon They all say it couldnt be real Shakin their head in wonder Makin it long drive home And when the sun and the moment is gone Breakin that spell were under We played a part in the heart of a beautiful memory Theres a baby in a cradle and a wise old man Young lovers happy to be hand in hand Evrybody finds their way They will learn the secret in time Theres a ring on her finger And a love that shows And the bunbury eleven say the rumor goes They re married in the church in the month of june On a friday , saturday , sunbury afternoon On a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoon On a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoon Theres a wind in the willows When the day is done People disappearing in the golden sun You know , evrybody smiles Theres a little bit of heaven on ....