My love she lived in Michelmersh
Quite close to Romsey town
A teacher at the local school
Which since has been closed down
Jean Marshall was my truelove's name
I thought her the bee's knees
A truly pretty girl was she
But difficult to please
I took her to the pictures
A taxi there and back
The radio playing softy
Though the money I did lack
I tried much to impress her
With my witty chat
Puffing my Bing Crosby pipe
Wearing my Bing Crosby hat
But alas t'was all in vain
She didn't take the bait
I did eventually meet a girl
Who was worth the wait
I married her and for 50 years
With happiness she did fill
So thank you Jean from Michelmersh
I'm grateful to you still.