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作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber

作词 : Alan Ayckbourn

BERTIE：I've invariably found

That feet kept on the ground

Allow the grass to grow

Check your mirrors front and rear

Slip smoothly into gear

Then hit the road and go

Feel the pistons steady beat

The camshaft 'neath your feet

That big end start to fly...

JEEVES：May I advise a modicum of caution, sir...

BERTIE：He who hesitates is lost

Burn bridges once they're crossed

Don't stop to say goodbye

JEEVES：There is a blind corner approaching, sir...

BERTIE：My philosophy's to travel hopefully

And making each day that I survive

An opportunity to share the company

That welcomes me when I arrive

Hark the mistle-thrush's cry

The hedge-rows rushing by

The curlew on the wing

JEEVES：That is a crow, sir.

BERTIE：List! Some distant church's bells

'Midst bracing country smells

Those fields of golden - thing...

JEEVES：Corn, sir.

BERTIE：My philosophy's to travel hopefully

And making each day that I survive

An opportunity to share the company

That welcomes me when I arrive

Travel's broadened out my mind

Until today you'll find...

JEEVES：The widest head I know...

BERTIE：Thank you, Jeeves. You did say wisest, didn't you?

JEEVES：Oh yes, sir.

BERTIE：Every traveller I meet

I'll always stop to greet

JEEVES：Be careful how you go, sir...

BERTIE：My philosophy's to travel hopefully

And making each day that I survive

An opportunity to share the company

That welcomes me when I arrive

Travel hopefully with me

And I will guarantee

There'll be no pause for doubt

Hit the nearest country track

No time for looking back

Look onwards and - look out!!!!