Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town And don't the sun look good today? (Shine) But the rain is on its way (shine) Watch the butcher shine his knives (shine) And this town is full of battered wives Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town And I ride your river under the bridge (shine) And I take your boat out to the ridge (shine) 'Cause I love that engine roar (shine) But I still don't know what I'm here for Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town They shut it down They closed it down They shut it down They pulled it down Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Songwriters: Robert Derwent Garth Forster, Grant William Mclennan