grimsby

Lyrics

as i lay dreaming in my bed, across the great divide, i thought i heard the trawler boats, returning on the tide, and in this vision of my home, the shingle beach did ring, i saw the lights along the pier, that made my senses sing, oh oh grimsby, a thousand delights, couldn't match the sweet sights, of my grimsby, oh england you're fair, but there's none to compare with my grimsby, through nights of mad youth, i have loved every sluice in your harbor, and in your wild sands from boyhood to man, strangers have found themselves fathers, take me back you rustic town, i miss your magic charm, just to smell your candy floss, or drink in the skinners arms, no cordon bleu can match the beauty, of your pies and peas, i want to ride your fairground, take air along the quay