The days are long, the weather’s fine
We eat outside, it’s summertime
Friends come round, have some tea
Lots to eat, for you and me – there’s

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Chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue

Not a single cloud, passes by
The sun is hot, the earth is dry
Some lemonade, goes down a treat
And then it’s time, for more to eat –there’s

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No more work, no more school
Lazy days, by the pool
Half past five, a little sniff
And there it is, that familiar whiff - of

CHORUS
Chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue
Popping and a crackling and a sizzling on the barbecue
There’s chops and sausages sizzling on the barbecue