When I was five   We’d get up at four   And drive on down to the Cornwall shore   Our holidays had come at last   They came real slow and went by fast   Just one week, that’s all we had   Then back to work went mom and dad   Happy to be swimmin’ in the sea       The seagulls yell   You’re getting near   We’d waited patiently all year   And we hadn’t slept a wink all night   White faces in the morning light   I see the sea my sister cried   The seaside we’d soon be beside   Happy to be swimmin’ in the sea      Now it was cold   And rainin’ too   We’d stay all day   Till our lips turned blue   Only a week   It wasn’t fair   We’re on holiday, holiday, holiday   And we don’t care!      In every pool   Stranded by the tide   Clams and fishes under seaweed hide   We’d catch them all in a fishing net   As close to heaven as a kid could get   We’d dream of smugglers and pirate ships   Lunch was ice cream and a bag of chips   Happy to be swimmin’ in the sea      Now to kid of five   That rocky shore   Was a magical place full of tales and lore   Now the seagulls call once more to me   Hey come on back to the Cornish Sea   Now by the water by the foam   Just one more week and I’m going home   Happy to be swimmin’ in the sea