And if you all had rooms, would you still have room for me? Making the way for you and the dear old family tree Like a stormy sky, it's a sad song It's just a point of view but a true song And if you all looked up, would you still look down on me? I'm just a country boy; can't you see that I'm still green? Raising finance for the day we meet And gazing headlong down some empty street Maybe she'll come along Sweep me right of my feet Maybe, please don't be long I need all the help I can get Maybe we'll get it on - ooh la la And when the day breaks in our stately home we'll sit Remembering those nights before our hearts were set Hoping is not enough to live upon With such a far far cry I can't go wrong Maybe she'll come along Sweep me right of my feet Maybe, please don't be long I need all the help I can get Maybe we'll get it on