Live in Hope
Here in this meadow as I lie,
My eyes looking upward to the sky;
If I raise myself up I can see
The English countryside surrounding me.
As I get up and look around
There in the distance I see a town.
Oh, what a lovely sight to see;
With me this view will forever be.
In the peace and quiet I begin to walk;
No-one with me to have a talk.
In front of me some rabbits ran;
It feels so great to be an Englishman.
Oh, England, the land of my birth,
You are the only place on earth;
A place to live and call my own,
And from you England never roam.
When I go to bed and fall asleep
Into my dreams England you creep.
All over the place I float around;
No country like England can be found.
Come on, you English, grasp the nettle;
To our nation show your mettle.
Tell all and sundry to take heed
That an English Parliament's what we need.
For that day we English wait,
Whether or not it be our fate
To rule ourselves as a nation;
That day will be our salvation.
Francis Allen of Penrith