[GEORGE] When you realise your worst fears have been realised And certainties now seem a bit less sure Ideals that at one time one idealised Now don't seem so ideal any more Where once there was order Chaos has been loosed And home truths like chickens Are coming home to roost Illusions may shatter But memories stay The things that really matter I lost on the way The sovereign, the master And long may he reign The famous good-for-nothing Of Cherry Tree Lane [WINIFRED] George, dear I know it hurts your pride, dear But you can't just run and hide, dear Why can't you see that I'm here and I am on your side Whenever you spoke of Miss Andrew You showered the woman with praise But now that I've met dear Miss Andrew There are one or two things I'd rephrase To think you were raised by that monster And carried that burden through life If only you had seen that you Could share it with your wife Being Mrs Banks It's easy to forget The way I felt that summer's day The day that we first met Being Mrs Banks Being kissed by you A man of dreams Who made me feel That wishes could come true And now although you're lost It's time that we closed ranks I'll fight for the man who needs freeing The real you no one is seeing And you'll find a way of just being Being Mister Banks