This is the fourth of these CDs - the songs on it were written and recorded during the three years since the last one was made in April 2009. The final recordings and adjustments and mixing were completed in May 2012.
All tracks were recorded at home in Bartestree using a 4 track digital recorder, the final mixes being transferred to a PC for recording onto CD-Rs.
I’d like to thank the people and places that inspired the songs, and those who took the photographs I have used.
All tracks were recorded at home in Bartestree using a 4 track digital recorder, the final mixes being transferred to a PC for recording onto CD-
I’d like to thank the people and places that inspired the songs, and those who took the photographs I have used.
Be My Friend
(I want you to) drink with me
(I want you to) think with me
When there’s trouble swim or sink with me
I want you to stick by me to the end
I want you to be my friend
(I want you to) walk with me
(I want you to) talk with me
(I want you to) go to New York with me
I’m asking you to come along for the ride
Just asking you to be by my side
(I want you to) stay with me
(I want you to) play with me
Walk around the bay with me
I don’t just want you at the end of a phone
I don’t want to be here alone
(I want you to) rock with me
(I want you to) shock with me
(I want you to) stand in the dock with me
I want you with me where my life goes
I want you to share my highs and lows
I want you here with me
Drink beer with me
Admire a well rounded rear with me
Play guitar or bass or sing
Together we can do anything
(I want you to) think with me
When there’s trouble swim or sink with me
I want you to stick by me to the end
I want you to be my friend
(I want you to) walk with me
(I want you to) talk with me
(I want you to) go to New York with me
I’m asking you to come along for the ride
Just asking you to be by my side
(I want you to) stay with me
(I want you to) play with me
Walk around the bay with me
I don’t just want you at the end of a phone
I don’t want to be here alone
(I want you to) rock with me
(I want you to) shock with me
(I want you to) stand in the dock with me
I want you with me where my life goes
I want you to share my highs and lows
I want you here with me
Drink beer with me
Admire a well rounded rear with me
Play guitar or bass or sing
Together we can do anything
You're Worth It
You’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
Whatever you want have it straightaway, just borrow from the future and buy it today
- - - - - because you’re worth it
Drop your litter in the street, grind your fag ends under your feet
Feel free to spit out your chewing gum too, don’t worry if it sticks to my shoe
Daub graffiti, you’re such a wag - remember to include your tag
It doesn't matter what you do - someone will clean up after you
Because you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
No need for responsibility, express your individuality
- - - - - because you’re worth it
Push in front of me in the queue, don’t worry - I’ll make way for you
Feel free to yell at your mobile phone, even if you’re not alone
Roam around in a gang at night, and, if you fancy, start a fight
The rest of us will get out of the way and show you respect whatever you say
Because you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
Don’t worry if you get in my way, know your rights and have your say
- - - - - because you’re worth it
Let your kids go on the rampage, it’s only normal for kids of that age
If they cause trouble it’s just a joke, relax at home and drink and smoke
If your kids are obese it’s not down to you, blame supermarkets for what they do
And evil McDonalds it’s their fault too, it’s not your fault the way they grew
Whatever you want have it straightaway, just borrow from the future and buy it today
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Drop your litter in the street, grind your fag ends under your feet
Feel free to spit out your chewing gum too, don’t worry if it sticks to my shoe
Daub graffiti, you’re such a wag -
Because you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
No need for responsibility, express your individuality
-
Push in front of me in the queue, don’t worry -
Roam around in a gang at night, and, if you fancy, start a fight
The rest of us will get out of the way and show you respect whatever you say
Because you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
Don’t worry if you get in my way, know your rights and have your say
-
Let your kids go on the rampage, it’s only normal for kids of that age
If they cause trouble it’s just a joke, relax at home and drink and smoke
If your kids are obese it’s not down to you, blame supermarkets for what they do
And evil McDonalds it’s their fault too, it’s not your fault the way they grew
And you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
Pamper yourself, have a tall latte, throw a sickie, have a duvet day
- - - - - because you’re worth it
If my driving seems a little too calm, a spot of tailgating will do me no harm
If red traffic lights are not for you, just accelerate and drive on through
Toot your horn and spin your wheels, we understand how good that feels
Windows down and volume up high, you can impress us as you drive by
Because you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
Don’t worry if we think you’re a fool, so long as you feel good and think you’re cool
- - - - - because you’re worth it
Heap scorn on what our leaders say, be negative in everything you say
And whinge if things don't go your way, it’s your right to be supported day by day
Live off money you’ve not earned, spout opinions on things that you’ve not learned
If you want something and it's there on a shelf, don’t hesitate, just help yourself
Because you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
Get yourself off on a spending spree, enjoy some retail therapy
- - - - - because you’re worth it
Pamper yourself, have a tall latte, throw a sickie, have a duvet day
-
If my driving seems a little too calm, a spot of tailgating will do me no harm
If red traffic lights are not for you, just accelerate and drive on through
Toot your horn and spin your wheels, we understand how good that feels
Windows down and volume up high, you can impress us as you drive by
Because you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
Don’t worry if we think you’re a fool, so long as you feel good and think you’re cool
-
Heap scorn on what our leaders say, be negative in everything you say
And whinge if things don't go your way, it’s your right to be supported day by day
Live off money you’ve not earned, spout opinions on things that you’ve not learned
If you want something and it's there on a shelf, don’t hesitate, just help yourself
Because you’re worth it, oh yes you're worth it
Get yourself off on a spending spree, enjoy some retail therapy
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Hands In Pockets
My contribution to the MPs' expenses scandal that erupted in 2009.
We've had our snouts in the trough and our hands in your pockets
And now you can see what's in our expense dockets
Now our democracy's in a mess
It’s irresponsible behaviour by the press
It all worked fine when things were kept quiet
But now there's nearly a public riot
You may think we're taking you all for fools
But keep our hands off our perks - we're working to the rules
We sit here making your finances worse
Dipping our fingers in the public purse
It's the system that's wrong, we're squeaky clean
But we never expected our expenses to be seen
Remember we're the people you have chosen to lead ya
Don't blame us - it's the fault of the media
Second houses, swimming pools and food for our bellies
Kitchens, gardens, furniture and tellies
Porn for our hubbies while we're not there
Can't you see it's needed, don't you think it's fair?
We’ve got our fingers in the till
Feathering our nests and eating our fill
The sun shines for us while for you it rains
We can avoid tax on our capital gains
Don’t ask us to get a grip
We're far too busy giving second homes a flip
Maybe you think we're a grasping bunch
And that we're responsible for the credit crunch
So we'll give a little back and hope it's enough
For you to re-elect us to our places at the trough
We’ve got our hands in your pockets, our snouts in the trough
And if you don’t like it you can bugger off
And now you can see what's in our expense dockets
Now our democracy's in a mess
It’s irresponsible behaviour by the press
It all worked fine when things were kept quiet
But now there's nearly a public riot
You may think we're taking you all for fools
But keep our hands off our perks -
We sit here making your finances worse
Dipping our fingers in the public purse
It's the system that's wrong, we're squeaky clean
But we never expected our expenses to be seen
Remember we're the people you have chosen to lead ya
Don't blame us -
Second houses, swimming pools and food for our bellies
Kitchens, gardens, furniture and tellies
Porn for our hubbies while we're not there
Can't you see it's needed, don't you think it's fair?
We’ve got our fingers in the till
Feathering our nests and eating our fill
The sun shines for us while for you it rains
We can avoid tax on our capital gains
Don’t ask us to get a grip
We're far too busy giving second homes a flip
Maybe you think we're a grasping bunch
And that we're responsible for the credit crunch
So we'll give a little back and hope it's enough
For you to re-
We’ve got our hands in your pockets, our snouts in the trough
And if you don’t like it you can bugger off
Passing Thoughts
Based on an observation by my Mum when our daughter Natalie was sitting and smiling - ‘she’s just smiling at passing thoughts’.
Based on an observation by my Mum when our daughter Natalie was sitting and smiling -
Smiling at passing thoughts, remembering my dreams
Spending time in my world on my own
All of my life’s troubles aren’t as bad as they seem
In the real world out there where they were sown
In the real world out there where they were sown
Here I can escape the realities of life
Here I feel content and I’m at peace
Here I cannot see the trouble that is rife
Here all my irritations cease
Here all my irritations cease
In this semiconscious state of mind
There is no neglect and no unkind
There are no problems wherever I may go
There is no sadness that I’ll know
I can overcome the feelings of grief
Here I am no longer overwrought
Here I have this comforting feeling of relief
As I remember dreams and smile at passing thoughts
As I remember dreams and smile at passing thoughts
Blackpool By The Sea
You can keep your Caribbean, you can keep your Spain
Cos I'm choosing Blackpool for my holiday again
I hate those crowded airports and being cramped up in a plane
So I'll be off to the railway station and going there by train
With me knotted hankie on me head
And me trouser legs rolled up to the knee
And the singing of George Formby ringing in me ears
I want to be in Blackpool by the sea
You can keep your margaritas and your Cuba libres too
I don't need paella or some fancy chicken stew
A pint of English bitter or maybe quite a few
Washing down the fish and chips - nothing else will do
With me knotted hankie on me head
And me trouser legs rolled up to the knee
And the singing of George Formby ringing in me ears
I want to be in Blackpool by the sea
I don't want to go to London where the shows they are too dear
When all I need's in Blackpool at the end of the pier
They've got a tower in Paris but they've got a good one here
It's good to be in Blackpool for another year
With me knotted hankie on me head
And me trouser legs rolled up to the knee
And the singing of George Formby ringing in me ears
I want to be in Blackpool by the sea
The boarding house ladies they look after me
And those illuminations they're a sight to see
The trams roll up and down but walking on the prom is free
And Blackpool is the place that I want to be
With me knotted hankie on me head
And me trouser legs rolled up to the knee
And the singing of George Formby ringing in me ears
I want to be in Blackpool by the sea
Cos I'm choosing Blackpool for my holiday again
I hate those crowded airports and being cramped up in a plane
So I'll be off to the railway station and going there by train
With me knotted hankie on me head
And me trouser legs rolled up to the knee
And the singing of George Formby ringing in me ears
I want to be in Blackpool by the sea
You can keep your margaritas and your Cuba libres too
I don't need paella or some fancy chicken stew
A pint of English bitter or maybe quite a few
Washing down the fish and chips -
With me knotted hankie on me head
And me trouser legs rolled up to the knee
And the singing of George Formby ringing in me ears
I want to be in Blackpool by the sea
I don't want to go to London where the shows they are too dear
When all I need's in Blackpool at the end of the pier
They've got a tower in Paris but they've got a good one here
It's good to be in Blackpool for another year
With me knotted hankie on me head
And me trouser legs rolled up to the knee
And the singing of George Formby ringing in me ears
I want to be in Blackpool by the sea
The boarding house ladies they look after me
And those illuminations they're a sight to see
The trams roll up and down but walking on the prom is free
And Blackpool is the place that I want to be
With me knotted hankie on me head
And me trouser legs rolled up to the knee
And the singing of George Formby ringing in me ears
I want to be in Blackpool by the sea
Twelve Bar Blues
A journey around the bars of Liverpool, Newcastle and Hereford, some of my favourite cities.
I’ve had a pint in the Pogue Mahone, the Cracke and the Crown
The Vines and the Phil - the best pubs in town
The Grapes and the Roscoe, Peter Kavanagh’s
The Blackburn Arms and the Jacaranda
Dr. Duncan’s and the Cavern - now I’m full of booze
I’ve got the Liverpool twelve bar blues
I’ve been to Rigby’s, the Pilgrim and Ma Egerton’s
The Baltic Fleet, the Midland and the Newington
The Beehive, the Globe and the Dispensary
Coopers and the Central and the Adelphi
Now I’m swaying and tripping over my shoes
And I’ve got the Liverpool twelve bar blues
I’m up with the Geordies on the banks of the Tyne
Had a drink in the Bodega and the Waterline
I’ve been in the Strawberry and Shearer’s, the Centurion
The Percy Arms and the Duke of Wellington
The Chase, the Dog, the Eagle, Bacchus and the Goose
Now I’m suffering from the Newcastle twelve bar blues
Now I’m back in Hereford and on a pub crawl
The Vaults and the Golden Fleece and the Booth Hall
The Bowling Green, the Barrels and the Victory
The Merton and the Hop Pole and the Littern Tree
The Kerry and the Spread, the Left Bank with its views
But I’d rather be in Liverpool with my twelve bar blues
I’ve had a pint of Guinness and one of Greene King
Bombardier, Hook Norton and I’m starting to sing
London Pride, Spitfire, Abbott Ale and then
Marstons Pedigree and Old Speckled Hen
Adnam’s, Courage, Thwaites - I’m seeing everything in twos
I’ve lost all control - I've got the twelve beer blues
The Vines and the Phil -
The Blackburn Arms and the Jacaranda
Dr. Duncan’s and the Cavern -
I’ve been to Rigby’s, the Pilgrim and Ma Egerton’s
The Baltic Fleet, the Midland and the Newington
The Beehive, the Globe and the Dispensary
Coopers and the Central and the Adelphi
Now I’m swaying and tripping over my shoes
And I’ve got the Liverpool twelve bar blues
I’m up with the Geordies on the banks of the Tyne
Had a drink in the Bodega and the Waterline
I’ve been in the Strawberry and Shearer’s, the Centurion
The Percy Arms and the Duke of Wellington
The Chase, the Dog, the Eagle, Bacchus and the Goose
Now I’m suffering from the Newcastle twelve bar blues
Now I’m back in Hereford and on a pub crawl
The Vaults and the Golden Fleece and the Booth Hall
The Bowling Green, the Barrels and the Victory
The Merton and the Hop Pole and the Littern Tree
The Kerry and the Spread, the Left Bank with its views
But I’d rather be in Liverpool with my twelve bar blues
I’ve had a pint of Guinness and one of Greene King
Bombardier, Hook Norton and I’m starting to sing
London Pride, Spitfire, Abbott Ale and then
Marstons Pedigree and Old Speckled Hen
Adnam’s, Courage, Thwaites -
Merry Christmas
Bring me a tree for Christmas to put in my front room
And cover it with fairy lights to shine out in the gloom
Hang a load of baubles you got from the Christmas shop
And lots of shiny dangling stuff, and a fairy on the top
Merry Christmas everybody, if it’s OK for me
to say that in these days of over-sensitivity
Enjoy the festivity
And remember the nativity
Merry Christmas from me
Bring me lots of holly to decorate the walls
And streamers to hang from the ceiling, and shiny coloured balls
Bring me lots of presents and I’ll get one for you
And don’t forget my Christmas card and a bit of mistletoe
Merry Christmas everybody, if it’s OK for me
to say that in these days of over-sensitivity
Enjoy the festivity
And remember the nativity
Merry Christmas from me
Don’t forget the turkey and sausages and sprouts of course
Remember the Christmas pudding and lots of brandy sauce
I’ve got a nice bottle of malt, but that is just for me
Cos I’ve also got a bottle of blend that I can share with thee
Merry Christmas everybody, if it’s OK for me
to say that in these days of over-sensitivity
Enjoy the festivity
And remember the nativity
Merry Christmas from me
Take the tree to be recycled, and bottles green, brown and clear
I’m off to iron the wrapping paper to use again next year
I’m putting all the cards way to use next Christmas time and then ...
... as the family's all gone home I’ll get the good whisky out again
Happy New Year everybody, Happy New Year from me
Happy New Year, Happy New Year
Happy New Year from me
And cover it with fairy lights to shine out in the gloom
Hang a load of baubles you got from the Christmas shop
And lots of shiny dangling stuff, and a fairy on the top
Merry Christmas everybody, if it’s OK for me
to say that in these days of over-
And remember the nativity
Merry Christmas from me
Bring me lots of holly to decorate the walls
And streamers to hang from the ceiling, and shiny coloured balls
Bring me lots of presents and I’ll get one for you
And don’t forget my Christmas card and a bit of mistletoe
Merry Christmas everybody, if it’s OK for me
to say that in these days of over-
And remember the nativity
Merry Christmas from me
Don’t forget the turkey and sausages and sprouts of course
Remember the Christmas pudding and lots of brandy sauce
I’ve got a nice bottle of malt, but that is just for me
Cos I’ve also got a bottle of blend that I can share with thee
Merry Christmas everybody, if it’s OK for me
to say that in these days of over-
And remember the nativity
Merry Christmas from me
Take the tree to be recycled, and bottles green, brown and clear
I’m off to iron the wrapping paper to use again next year
I’m putting all the cards way to use next Christmas time and then ...
... as the family's all gone home I’ll get the good whisky out again
Happy New Year everybody, Happy New Year from me
Happy New Year, Happy New Year
Happy New Year from me
Debbie In The Sky
Debbie's helicopter flight from Newcastle in August 2010. A birthday treat. Photography by Debbie and Chris.
Debbie's helicopter flight from Newcastle in August 2010. A birthday treat. Photography by Debbie and Chris.
I want to fly I want to fly I want to soar up in the sky
I want to hover like a kestrel on the wing
I want to hear that motor driving power to the rotor
I want to be on top of everything
Now the wind’s gone down and we’re lifting from the ground
At last it’s time for me to have my flight
There’s nothing I can say as the ground slips away
But my world looks good and everything feels right
Who's that looking down on the Tyne from on high?
Who’s that looking down on us standing by?
Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye
It must be Debbie, must be Debbie, Debbie in the sky
I can feel a shiver as I look down on the river
I can see the sun reflecting on the Tyne
With the Angel standing proud as the engine’s roaring loud
It seems to me that all I see is mine
Who's that looking down on the Tyne from on high?
Who’s that looking down on us standing by?
Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye
It must be Debbie, must be Debbie, Debbie in the sky
And now my flight is ending - the helicopter is descending
I’m coming to the end of my treat
I never did feel fear and now the ground is getting near
And soon I’ll be back on my feet
Who's that looking down on the Tyne from on high?
Who’s that looking down on us standing by?
Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye
It must be Debbie, must be Debbie, Debbie in the skyIt must be Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie in the sky
I want to hover like a kestrel on the wing
I want to hear that motor driving power to the rotor
I want to be on top of everything
Now the wind’s gone down and we’re lifting from the ground
At last it’s time for me to have my flight
There’s nothing I can say as the ground slips away
But my world looks good and everything feels right
Who's that looking down on the Tyne from on high?
Who’s that looking down on us standing by?
Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye
It must be Debbie, must be Debbie, Debbie in the sky
I can feel a shiver as I look down on the river
I can see the sun reflecting on the Tyne
With the Angel standing proud as the engine’s roaring loud
It seems to me that all I see is mine
Who's that looking down on the Tyne from on high?
Who’s that looking down on us standing by?
Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye
It must be Debbie, must be Debbie, Debbie in the sky
And now my flight is ending -
I never did feel fear and now the ground is getting near
And soon I’ll be back on my feet
Who's that looking down on the Tyne from on high?
Who’s that looking down on us standing by?
Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye Why Aye
It must be Debbie, must be Debbie, Debbie in the skyIt must be Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, Debbie in the sky
Live For Today
You gotta stop thinking so much about the past
The things that happened when your life went astray
Cos now those times have gone, your troubles are over and done
Hey, hey, hey - live for today
Hey, hey, hey - just live for today
Accept the future’s got nothing for you to fear
No need to worry as you go on your way
Whatever may come about, for now just block it out
Hey, hey, hey - live for today
Hey, hey, hey - just live for today
Make the best of everything you've got
Cos most of what there is is here to stay
The time of your life is now, so stop your wondering how
Hey, hey, hey - live for today
Hey, hey, hey - just live for today
Get on out there, get on with your life
Don’t let all the others get in your way
Get your blinkers on, the bad times are all gone
Hey, hey, hey - live for today
Hey, hey, hey - just live for today
Forget the future, don’t get hung on the past
Don’t spend your time thinking about what could have been
Think about today, don’t worry what people may say
Hey, hey, hey - live for today
Hey, hey, hey - just live for today
The things that happened when your life went astray
Cos now those times have gone, your troubles are over and done
Hey, hey, hey -
Accept the future’s got nothing for you to fear
No need to worry as you go on your way
Whatever may come about, for now just block it out
Hey, hey, hey -
Make the best of everything you've got
Cos most of what there is is here to stay
The time of your life is now, so stop your wondering how
Hey, hey, hey -
Get on out there, get on with your life
Don’t let all the others get in your way
Get your blinkers on, the bad times are all gone
Hey, hey, hey -
Forget the future, don’t get hung on the past
Don’t spend your time thinking about what could have been
Think about today, don’t worry what people may say
Hey, hey, hey -
That Smirk
Just a little song that occurred to me one day
Just a little song that occurred to me one day
Get that smirk off your face, that evil look from your eye
Stop pointing your finger at me
Take that sneer from your lips, and get rid of that look
of superiority
Don’t slouch when you walk, don’t think you look cool
The world doesn’t revolve around you
There’s more of us here, so show some respect
For those who’ve got plenty to do
It’s time you understood the world don’t owe you a living
It’s not crammed full of people who are always giving
You have to help yourself and put some effort in
And you have to learn to lose if you ever want to win
There’s no reason to act like you know it all
And there’s plenty for you to learn
So get out of your pit, there's work to be done
And a wage for you to earn
It’s time you understood the world don’t owe you a living
It’s not crammed full of people who are always giving
You have to help yourself and out some effort in
And you have to learn to lose if you ever want to win
You can’t just live off me, do something for yourself
Make something more of your life
You’ve just hung around wanting things done for you
Since you took me as your wife
Stop pointing your finger at me
Take that sneer from your lips, and get rid of that look
of superiority
Don’t slouch when you walk, don’t think you look cool
The world doesn’t revolve around you
There’s more of us here, so show some respect
For those who’ve got plenty to do
It’s time you understood the world don’t owe you a living
It’s not crammed full of people who are always giving
You have to help yourself and put some effort in
And you have to learn to lose if you ever want to win
There’s no reason to act like you know it all
And there’s plenty for you to learn
So get out of your pit, there's work to be done
And a wage for you to earn
It’s time you understood the world don’t owe you a living
It’s not crammed full of people who are always giving
You have to help yourself and out some effort in
And you have to learn to lose if you ever want to win
You can’t just live off me, do something for yourself
Make something more of your life
You’ve just hung around wanting things done for you
Since you took me as your wife
I Don’t Know Where I’m Going
I feel footsteps following me
As I walk the lonely track
But there’s no-one to be seen
Just my shadow at my back
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know if I care
I don’t know where I’m going
I won’t know when I’m there
The earth is trembling beneath my feet
A chasm opening in the road ahead
The world is crumbling before my eyes
All that will be is fear and dread
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know if I care
I don’t know where I’m going
I won’t know when I’m there
There is no strength there is no breath
The hill in front of me is too steep
I can’t go forward I can’t go back
I can’t cross the river it is too deep
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know if I care
I don’t know where I’m going
I won’t know when I’m there
I see no future coming our way
I hear no hope in what they say
Behaviour is going astray
I won’t look beyond today
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know if I care
I don’t know where I’m going
I won’t know when I’m there
As I walk the lonely track
But there’s no-
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know if I care
I don’t know where I’m going
I won’t know when I’m there
The earth is trembling beneath my feet
A chasm opening in the road ahead
The world is crumbling before my eyes
All that will be is fear and dread
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know if I care
I don’t know where I’m going
I won’t know when I’m there
There is no strength there is no breath
The hill in front of me is too steep
I can’t go forward I can’t go back
I can’t cross the river it is too deep
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know if I care
I don’t know where I’m going
I won’t know when I’m there
I see no future coming our way
I hear no hope in what they say
Behaviour is going astray
I won’t look beyond today
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know if I care
I don’t know where I’m going
I won’t know when I’m there
Back Home
A return visit to my home town
A return visit to my home town
The sun shines bright on the Liver Birds, standing proud and high
Looking over the sea and town as the river travels by
The ferry takes its zig zag route, its funnel black and red
Towards the creaking landing stage at the Pier Head
Now I'm back where I belong, back in my home town
Now I'm back in Liverpool, my old stamping ground
My old stamping ground
Queen Victoria looks down at shoppers in the street
But there's no smile upon her face as they pass by her feet
Wellington's on his column by St. George's Hall
As young and old walk below he looks out for them all
Now I'm back where I belong, back in my home town
Now I'm back in Liverpool, my old stamping ground
My old stamping ground
If you go to Mathew Street people stop and stare
Imagining John Lennon is really standing there
Eleanor's not far away all lost in her shell
People stop to say hello, goodbye, we wish you well
Now I'm back where I belong, back in my home town
Now I'm back in Liverpool, my old stamping ground
My old stamping ground
Across from the Adelphi Lewis's has gone
But Epstein's man's still standing proud, boldly sailing on
Now I'm back where I belong, back in my home town
Now I'm back in Liverpool, my old stamping ground
My old stamping ground
Looking over the sea and town as the river travels by
The ferry takes its zig zag route, its funnel black and red
Towards the creaking landing stage at the Pier Head
Now I'm back where I belong, back in my home town
Now I'm back in Liverpool, my old stamping ground
My old stamping ground
Queen Victoria looks down at shoppers in the street
But there's no smile upon her face as they pass by her feet
Wellington's on his column by St. George's Hall
As young and old walk below he looks out for them all
Now I'm back where I belong, back in my home town
Now I'm back in Liverpool, my old stamping ground
My old stamping ground
If you go to Mathew Street people stop and stare
Imagining John Lennon is really standing there
Eleanor's not far away all lost in her shell
People stop to say hello, goodbye, we wish you well
Now I'm back where I belong, back in my home town
Now I'm back in Liverpool, my old stamping ground
My old stamping ground
Across from the Adelphi Lewis's has gone
But Epstein's man's still standing proud, boldly sailing on
Now I'm back where I belong, back in my home town
Now I'm back in Liverpool, my old stamping ground
My old stamping ground
