12 June 2013

Home in Hampshire




Oh give me a home where cattle herds roam,
Where the deer and the pheasants play,
Where seldom is heard but a chorus of birds,
And the skies are cloudy and grey.


Home, home in Hampshire,
 Where the deer and the pheasants play,
Where seldom is heard but a chorus of birds,
And the skies are cloudy and grey.


Oh, I could walk for hours, through these forests of ours,
With the dog in step with my stride.
And I love the fields, and the produce they yield,
By farmers who work with such pride.


Oh give me a High Street where the locals all meet,
To enjoy a pint by the stream,
Where church bells do ring and the market vendors sing,
Like a scene in a heavenly dream.


Then I would not exchange my home in Hampshire,
Where the deer and the pheasants play,
Where seldom is heard but a chorus of birds,
And the skies are cloudy and grey.


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