In wales we down Butty Bach beer
Best ale in the land
In Wales we feast on Bara Brith
Always in demand
Travelling through old haunts again
Remember those now passed
Walk among these hills of home
Home again at last
In Wales the grass seems greener
Rivers twist and turn
Mountains rise to impossible heights
Fields dressed in verdant fern
We gather in this hallowed hall
Mourners to the lost
To hear how one soul touched us all
Never counting up the cost
In Wales it’s where my heart still lies
In Wales there’s just so many ties
Though sure I’ll come this way again
The old life is forever gone
I’ll end my days on England’s soil
And sing old England’s song