I wish there was another year another time.
When people sang and poems rhymed.
My name could be Napoleon.
A thousand ships.
A windy sail, so huge and high it's tall enough to touch the sky.
It's beautiful but hard to find.
But I just wasn't born in time.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin ?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end.
I can dream of growing trees and things that live and grass that's green
In meadows that have never been.
But I still place my trust in the Queen.
What is life when a man is pressured based on wrong or right.
And I don't know what it means.
There must be more we haven't seen.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end
[repeat last verse and fade out]
Bee Gees - Walking Back To Waterloo Lyrics
Bee Gees - Walking Back To Waterloo Lyrics
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I wish there was another year another time.
When people sang and poems rhymed.
My name could be Napoleon.
A thousand ships.
A windy sail, so huge and high it's tall enough to touch the sky.
It's beautiful but hard to find.
But I just wasn't born in time.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin ?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end.
I can dream of growing trees and things that live and grass that's green
In meadows that have never been.
But I still place my trust in the Queen.
What is life when a man is pressured based on wrong or right.
And I don't know what it means.
There must be more we haven't seen.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end
[repeat last verse and fade out]
When people sang and poems rhymed.
My name could be Napoleon.
A thousand ships.
A windy sail, so huge and high it's tall enough to touch the sky.
It's beautiful but hard to find.
But I just wasn't born in time.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin ?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end.
I can dream of growing trees and things that live and grass that's green
In meadows that have never been.
But I still place my trust in the Queen.
What is life when a man is pressured based on wrong or right.
And I don't know what it means.
There must be more we haven't seen.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end.
Walking back to Waterloo again.
Where do I begin?
In the brand new street, you can get a good seat at the end
[repeat last verse and fade out]
Writer: BARRY ALAN GIBB, MAURICE ERNEST GIBB, ROBIN HUGH GIBB
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.