Jingles heard from afar as he drives into our street a magical vehicle on four wheels Racing to give us a treat. Ice cream so delicious and change to buy a sweet those days were so spectacular nothing could you beat. Shouting up to mum to get a couple of pence the din was overpowering even standing on the fence. The World was your oyster as you chose your fav ice cream this little van of wonders Was a child's lasting dream. Sometimes we would have enough to buy a sweet or two contented and happy those days And your mates were happy too. He came around our street twenty times a day but your parents were very dubious To give their money away. Money was tighter then but the luxuries were sometimes had it stretched a little further Even got money from your dad! The jingle could be heard for miles as you ran to greet the man with treasures over spilling From the little musical van.