More Info Many a tear has to fall but it's all in the game
All in the wonderful game that we know as love
You have words with him and your future's looking dim
But these things your heart can rise above
Once in a while he won't call mmm but it's all in the game
Soon he'll be there at your side with a sweet boquet
And he'll kiss your lips and caress your waiting finger tips
And your heart will fly away
Here's my son and his wife's pub in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales
Guinea Pig alert !
