I used to know this old scarecrowHe was my sonBy joy and sorrowCast along between the furrowsOf a fieldNo longer shownBy anyoneI held a dandelionThat said the time had comeTo leave usUpon the windNot to returnWhen summer burned the earth againOhOhOhNo no ohOhNo no ohOhOhI once wrote such childish words for youBut that's okayThose treasured children always seem to findAnd just like herYou must have hadOnce upon a timeYou must have hadOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, ohNothing about youNothing about youNothing about youNothing about youOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohguitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar soloGod bless you, Zach.applauseThis is dedicated to Watford.I haven't mentioned them too many times tonight.But this is what this is all in aid of for me.They're a great little team.And may we long to support them,whoever we are.Thank you very much.It's a Pete Townsend song.And it's one of the best songsI've ever heard.Go something like this.