| Walking in the sunshine
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| Along a tree lined avenue
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| From the top of any hill
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| You’ll see a truelly awesome view
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| Gentle rolling fields
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| All shades of green and brown
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| The greatest sights you’ll ever see
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| How could you let her down?
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| This is England, the land of kings
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| Warrior and maiden, and beautiful things
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| Land of honour, of grace and glory
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| Carved in stone, this heroic story
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| All around I’m reminded, of her natural beauty
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| To protect the motherland, is my sworn duty
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| And I do so with pride, and honest aryan love
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| Guided by unseen hands, guided from above
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| Every man, woman and child, shares the task
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| To ensure our independance, will forever last
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| And keep this island standing, proud in a stormy sea
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| Always standing defiant, always standing free!
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| Alone stand our warrior people, alone
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| But keeping this glorious nation safe
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| Is what I was born to do
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| And if I fall in battle, I will carry to my grave
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| The knowledge that you still stand for the sacrifice I gave! |