The High Llamas
The Passing Bell
The bridge drew them down and they tramped through the town
Lay down at the foot of the rye
Where the city wall ends and the angels descend
Lay down at the foot of the rye
Lay down watch the traffic roll by
Way down at the foot of the rye
Lay down watch the traffic roll by

The boots lay well-worn and the flags wet and torn
Lay down at the foot of the rye

The boots lay well-worn and the flags wet and torn
Lay down at the foot of the rye
The world premier was a twirl in the air
Lay down at the foot of the rye
Lay down watch the traffic roll by
Way down at the foot of the rye
Lay down watch the traffic roll by

They hoisted it high as the river rolled by
Lay down at the foot of the rye
Where the city wall ends and the angels descend
Lay down at the foot of the rye
Lay down watch the traffic roll by
Way down at the foot of the rye
Lay down watch the traffic roll by