I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles: CTAFC Lieder
Good Old Chant
Songtext
I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air, They fly so high, They touch the sky, And like Barry they fade and die, Aber always running, Bala running too, We're the Carmarthen boys in Gold, And we're running after you. Carmarthen (clap)(clap)(clap) Carmarthen...