Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wessex Boy, artist - Frank Turner.
Date of issue: 02.06.2011
Song language: English
Wessex Boy |
Rolling yeah one two |
C’mon one two one two three four |
Let me tell you all a little story of the things I’ve found |
Hanging out and drinking with my friends in the cathedral grounds |
And later dodging drunks as we dance along Jewry Street |
As we wander up town to The Railway, our friends to meet |
There’s something about coming back to your hometown again |
The place where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends |
And though none of them still live here, and I’ve got nowhere to go |
I’m a Wessex Boy, and when I’m here, I’m home |
Let me tell you all a little story of the things I’ve lost |
Huddling for warmth on the top step of the Buttercross |
Sitting on the benches by the bridges at the riverside |
Of counting down the hours for the buses 'cause I missed my ride |
There’s something about coming back to your hometown again |
The place where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends |
And though none of them still live here, and I’ve got nowhere to go |
I’m a Wessex boy, a Wessex boy, and when I’m here, I’m home |
And one day I will hear this song anonymous and sweet |
Ringing out from a busker’s guitar on the ancient city streets |
I’ll pause a while and smile before I continue on the lawn |
And somebody else will sing the words and I’ll feel like I’m home |
There’s something about hometowns that you never can escape |
The triumphs and the tragedies, the tortured little fates |
The welling of nostalgia and a feeling kind of strange |
'Cause despite the little changes, yeah, this place still feels the same |
There’s something about coming back to your hometown again |
The place where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends |
And though none of them still live here, and I’ve got nowhere to go |
I’m a Wessex boy, I’m a Wessex boy, and when I’m here, I’m home |