Yes,that's the one Roger! With those poetic, prodigious lyrics: 'Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate?
Or Ernie's ghostly gold tops a-rattling in their crate?' there is a monumental shiver that explodes down my spine. However, it's the hugely erotic 'She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said, "If you treat me right,
You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night." that sends a more aphrodisiac shiver down the old backbone.