Stand Up for Old England
Stand up for Old England
In wealth or in need
The folk of Old England
Good hearted indeed
Are better together than each on their own
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
Don't beggar your neighbour, don't climb on his back
Don't blame the poor wanderer for the things that you lack
Don't sew up your pockets and try not to pay
Life shared is more beautiful and richer that way
Stand up for Old England
In wealth or in need
The folk of Old England
Good hearted indeed
Are better together than each on their own
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
Now some crave position, to live like a lord
Some just want the money, the poor they've ignored
Some are prophets of hatred and turn on each other
They can't see the worth in their sisters and brothers
Stand up for Old England
In wealth or in need
The folk of Old England
Good hearted indeed
Are better together than each on their own
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
We like our good drink and we like our good food
We like to do our neighbour a power of good
We say to those blackguards who would pull us apart
The best of Old England is our open hearts
Stand up for Old England
In wealth or in need
The folk of Old England
Good hearted indeed
Are better together than each on their own
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
In wealth or in need
The folk of Old England
Good hearted indeed
Are better together than each on their own
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
Don't beggar your neighbour, don't climb on his back
Don't blame the poor wanderer for the things that you lack
Don't sew up your pockets and try not to pay
Life shared is more beautiful and richer that way
Stand up for Old England
In wealth or in need
The folk of Old England
Good hearted indeed
Are better together than each on their own
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
Now some crave position, to live like a lord
Some just want the money, the poor they've ignored
Some are prophets of hatred and turn on each other
They can't see the worth in their sisters and brothers
Stand up for Old England
In wealth or in need
The folk of Old England
Good hearted indeed
Are better together than each on their own
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
We like our good drink and we like our good food
We like to do our neighbour a power of good
We say to those blackguards who would pull us apart
The best of Old England is our open hearts
Stand up for Old England
In wealth or in need
The folk of Old England
Good hearted indeed
Are better together than each on their own
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
And the harvest is only plentiful
When good seed is sown
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Hiscox, Chris Pearson
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