Originally recorded by the Liverpool folk group, The Spinners, on 'Here's To You From The Spinners', this rewritten version is performed by it's original writer, Adrian Calder, with help from Maid Marian and uncle Tom Cobley and all! partly based on trad melody. minstrelsongs@aol.com Visual:www.icons.uk Here's to you sweet lovely England The land where I was born Where the grass is green and the oak is tall With fields full of barley corn Where life is simple if you choose Where oft times you may hear Any Englishman with pride and joy Speak of this land so dear. Here's to you sweet lovely England The land where I belong Above your rolling hills, the skylark fills The summer skies with song Where I can speak with words so free And give of my goodwill And if ever I am far away My dreams you will always fill. Yes if ever I am far away In some foreign land I've been My thoughts wait only for the day I'll return to England green. Here's to you sweet lovely England You'll always be home to me From your cliff-lined shores, to Northumbria's moors From the Fens to the West Country There are many here among us now With their hearts I hear them sing We're just proud to toil upon English soil With the flag of St George flying. And if ever I am far away In some foreign land I've been My thoughts wait only for the day I'll return to England green. Here's to you sweet lovely England The land where I was born Where the grass is green and the oak is tall With fields full of barley corn Where life is simple if you choose Where oft times you may hear Any Englishman with pride and joy Speak of this land so dear. Here's to you sweet lovely England The land where I was born.
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