Lyrics

O ja, vanaand stap ek alleen Op die pad na lekker sing Want daars 'n wet wat jou kan mal maak En 'n wind wat die reen kan bring I'm a carrying a cardboard suitcase And a plastic christmas tree I bought a tin of canned peaches And a jacket that fits me Oh, oh, oh Matchbox full of diamonds Bucket full of rain I'm as happy as a hotel in the springtime When the flowers bloom again Miskien vir jou is die plek lelik Maar vir my is die plek mooi Maar hoekom sal ons nou hier bly Want die Here het ons hier gegooi I've got a son, we call him Blondie God made him differently Married a lady there in Springbok And he never comes to visit me Oh, oh, oh Matchbox full of diamonds Bucket full of rain I'm as happy as a hotel in the springtime When the flowers bloom again Well I'm walking met jou lekker sing And I'm following the telephone poles Ja, its dark under God's blanket But the sun shines through the holes O ja, vanaand stap ek alleen Op die pad na lekker sing Want daars 'n wet wat jou kan mal maak En 'n wind wat die reen kan bring For hours I've been walking Under a sky that never cries But the matchbox in my pocket A-paints a rainbow in my eyes Oh, oh, oh Matchbox full of diamonds Bucket full of rain I'm as happy as a hotel in the springtime When the flowers bloom again Oh, oh, oh Matchbox full of diamonds Bucket full of rain I'm as happy as a hotel in the springtime When the flowers bloom again