Written by Stephen Duffey All aboard the family coach It's leaving Greenbank Road Christmas 1981 Christmas when it snowed Whilst on board the family coach They were circlin' the moon No one had been there before They were landing there in June Hey, hey, family coach My family coach You've got to make the most The most of your family coach Meanwhile on the family coach The postillion quietly spoke He said, "You can not leave your family coach This is not a joke We must work out our differences Though none of us may change We all take different routes through life But your coach will stay the same." Hey, hey, family coach My family coach You've got to make the most The most of your family coach Hey, hey, family coach My family coach You've got to make the most The most of your family coach Back onboard Apollo 8 They had gone behind And the human family held its breath And wondered what they'd find Our family coach can stay on earth Or be a rocket ship But wherever, wherever you may go Your kin will share the trip Hey, hey, family coach My family coach You've got to make the most The most of your family coach Now it might well appear to you That they were simpler days And the family coach is smaller now Some have passed away But there's never been a golden age Nostalgia's for the lame The best is yet to come, my dear It's that kind of game Hey, hey, family coach My family coach You've got to make the most The most of your family coach Hey, hey, family coach My family coach You've got to make the most The most of your family coach