Hand in hand down a leafy track,
Memories we made, when I look back.
Natures beauty spread all around,
Birds singing; what a beautiful sound.

Oh! how it rained that Summers day,
Whilst we were frolicking in the hay.
Oh! how I remember that rainy day,
When we first loved; lay in the hay.

That Old Hay Barn hidden away,
Where hand in hand we did stray.
Will forever in my memory stay,
Where we first loved; lay in the hay.

By Jim Noond.