"Number thirty-seven Leather on Willow, etc." At Farnley Park cricket ground there's a sycamore tree And it stands thirty feet inside the boundary I think that someone slapped a preservation order on the tree It's good the players don't take the game too seriously Now there are no advertising boards to get in the way And no computer scoreboard, hip, hip, hooray Just an old bloke and a stubby pencil end Who misses a run or two now and again You see he's too busy looking at the sycamore tree He says, "it's all part of the game" And I agree