The Bunting Song
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She made then one by one
Hang'em in the trees
Until a breeze it comes
Move to the country
The town has told its tale
When the sutumn leaves
And the whole place didn't look the same that night
They put a party on and waited for the sunlight to recall
All the days a ticking gone
Bye baby bunting
All England wants you home
Away in the hills
Where the wild things
They roam
So I'll never know why
She made then one by one
Hanging in the trees
'Till a breeze its comes
The song's title is "The Bunting Song" and it begins with the lines "Pull out the bunting. She made them one by one. Hang them in the trees until a breeze it comes." The lyrics describe the act of hanging colorful flags, known as bunting in English, in anticipation of an event or celebration. The singer then suggests moving to the countryside, where the changing of the seasons is more apparent, and recalls a party where the atmosphere changed as the sun rose.
The singer ends with the lines "Bye baby bunting. All England wants you home. Away in the hills where the wild things they roam. So, I'll never know why she made them one by one. Hanging in the trees 'til a breeze it comes." The lyrics refer to the English nursery rhyme "Bye, Baby Bunting," which is about a mother who has to leave her baby behind. However, in this context, it is unclear why the woman in the song made the bunting.
Line by Line Meaning
Pull out the bunting
Remove the festive decorations
She made them one by one
She painstakingly created each decoration
Hang'em in the trees
Place the decorations in the branches
Until a breeze it comes
Awaiting a gust of wind to make the decorations flutter
Move to the country
Relocate to a rural area
The town has told its tale
There's nothing left for the singer in the urban area
When the autumn leaves
During the fall season
They fall
The leaves come down from the trees
And the whole place didn't look the same that night
The setting was transformed by the decorations and festivities
They put a party on and waited for the sunlight to recall
Waiting for the dawn to celebrate the occasion
All the days a ticking gone
Time is steadily slipping away
Bye baby bunting
Farewell to the one who crafted the decorations
All England wants you home
A message to return home from abroad
Away in the hills
In a remote and isolated location
Where the wild things they roam
Where untamed creatures wander
So I'll never know why
The artist remains puzzled about the motive behind the decorations
She made them one by one
Reiterating that each decoration was crafted with care
Hanging in the trees
The decorations were hung in the branches
'Till a breeze its comes
Waiting for wind to sway the decorations once more
Contributed by Kaitlyn W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.