Released on March 25, 1970

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[Verse 1]

Hooked up on a fishing line

Looking for the break of day

I've never been here before anyway

It's the wine in my feet that's to blame


[Verse 2]

Settled down in the mud, giving everybody blood

It's not such a beautiful thing to do

Left the castle in Spain in an ambulance all the way

Could it be that the clock's really stopped?


[Chorus]

Hello there, everybody

When's the next train out of here?

I'm sorry, but I'm much too young for this

I'll come back again next year


[Verse 3]

He came to lend a helping hand

To the miller in the butcher's band

Someone took the tuba for a pony ride

And the music sounded so much better


[Verse 4]

Taking turns having fun when there's not enough sun

It was midnight when the chorus came

Then the piano collapsed in a heap on the grass

And they blamed it on a rock 'n roll song


[Chorus]

Hello there, everybody

When's the next train out of here?

I'm sorry, but I'm much too young for this

I'll come back again next year


[Refrain]

Yes, I'll come back again next year