Bellowhead - Fakenham Fair lyrics

I never really fell in love 'til
I went out to Fakenham Fair
A chance for t'meet with a carnival girl
Who was selling the fortunes there
Try for a lamp or a Spanish
Shawl or a golden filigree
But all the while her eyes
Were saying "Oh come, take a chance on me!"

So swing around, the merry-go-round
Give the wheel of fortune a whirl
The finest prize at Fakenham Fair
Is the pretty carnival girl

Her eyes were blue, her hair was brown
And her lips they were soft and red
And I've never seen a shape like hers and
My eyes nearly popped from my head
For I was young and innocent, oh
But still even I could see
The way that she smiled and winked my way
Said "Come take a chance on me!"

So swing around, the merry-go-round
Give the wheel of fortune a whirl
The finest prize at Fakenham Fair
Is the pretty carnival girl

The old boys said "She's not for you
Now what will the old people think!"
But, I took my chance and I won that girl
Just as quick as an eye could wink
And the finest day in all my
Life whatever may come to pass
Was the day that I went to Fakenham
Fair and won me the carnival lass

So swing around, the merry-go-round
Give the wheel of fortune a whirl
The finest prize at Fakenham Fair
Is the pretty carnival girl

So swing around, the merry-go-round
Give the wheel of fortune a whirl
The finest prize at Fakenham Fair
Is the pretty carnival girl