Bushey to Watford High Street.
I steppn on a slow train from Bushy to Watford deedle e de deedle e dar,
I though it would make a change from using th car, deedle e deedle e dee,
The train started off and went over a bridge, deedle a doo deedle a doo,
Bushey Arches the viaduct passing a ridge, doodle e deedle dar deedle a doo,
The train went around a great big bend, diddly do diddly de, deedle dar fiddle me re,
The wheels were sparking on the big bend, fiddle me riddle, diddle de weedle me tee,
A check rail made the train stayed on the track, fiddly do fiddly me re, diidle dod,
It came to Watford High Street, diddle de diddle dar doddle doddle wiggly tog,
The train slowed to a standstill, scriddle me rye, doodle my eye,
I got off the train and the train pulled away, diddle do, diddle teep,
And I went shopping up the High Street.
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