Come On, England!

Many miles I have wandered on the paths of my homeland
By rivers, through woodland, and by the seaside
On its streets I have seen those with greed and hate in their eyes
And those with their hearts and their hands open wide

All my life has been blessed by its thunderstorm summer times
By misty gold autumns, by fires in the snow
By rainbows, by bluebells, by radiant spring times
In the wild windy meadows where the dandelions blow

There are some who would change this fair home to a prison
To enslave the many, and bow to the few
The robbers, the racists, the breakers of faces
Who hide behind masks and the red, white and blue

So stand up, come on England, live up to your history
Your heart can't be held in a flag or a crown
Raise your tea cups and glasses, you bold lads and lasses
And drink to the spirit that will never lie down

For I come from the land of the diggers and levelers
The fighters for freedom and our national health
The beaten, mistreated, but never defeated
The builders and guardians of the true commonwealth

Only lovin' can save us, only givin' will raise us
So welcome all travelers to sweet liberty
And raise all your voices to defend our democracy
For equality, justice, and community

So stand up, come on England, live up to your history
Your heart can't be held in a flag or a crown
Raise your teacups and glasses, you bold lads and lasses
And drink to the spirit that will never lie down

So stand up, come on England, live up to your history
Your heart can't be held in a flag or a crown
Raise your teacups and glasses, you bold lads and lasses
And drink to the spirit that will never lie down

And drink to the spirit that will never lie down



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Writer(s): Robert Kettle
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