| I give you a toast, ladies and gentlemen.
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| I give you a toast, ladies and gentlemen.
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| May this fair dear land we love so well
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| In dignity and freedom dwell.
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| Though worlds may change and go awry
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| While there is still one voice to cry
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| There’ll always be an England
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| While there’s a country lane,
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| Wherever there’s a cottage small
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| Beside a field of grain.
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| There’ll always be an England
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| While there’s a busy street,
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| Wherever there’s a turning wheel,
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| A million marching feet.
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| Red, white and blue; |
| what does it mean to you?
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| Surely you’re proud, shout it aloud,
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| «Britons, awake!»
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| The empire too, we can depend on you.
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| Freedom remains. |
| These are the chains
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| Nothing can break.
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| There’ll always be an England,
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| And England shall be free
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| If England means as much to you
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| As England means to me. |