| Song | The Road |
| Artist | Donovan |
| Album | HMS Donovan |
| Diamond-Leitch | |
| Outside our little garden gate, far over hill and down | |
| The bright road, the long white road goes winding through the town. | |
| I often peep between the bars when I am tired of play | |
| I wish that I could follow it some happy summer day. | |
| ... pass beneath the trees ... |