(Clarke / Hicks / Nash) Singing, singing in the sunshine The countryside's mine. If I keep on singing, you'll follow behind. Tripping, tripping down the highway, no cares in my mind. As long as I'm going, they'll follow behind. I got no cares in my mind, got no place to go, but still I don't mind 'cos it's nice. Picking, picking up the daisies, I'm making a chain. If anybody breaks it, we'll start it again. chorus Gazing, gazing down into the water. I'm diggin' the fish. I'll throw in a penny to wish you a wish. verse 1 (wish you a wish ...)