English Pride

English Pride by Bob Moore © 2019 The Scots can sing of Scotland, and Welshmen sing of Wales The Irish sing of 40 shades, of their green hills and vales But if you sing of England, and of her pastures green of invention and discovery, and all that she has seen Or if you fly the English flag, on St George’s Day you may have the local council, make you, take it away We English must not raise our voice, and of past glories sing Or show our pride, in our own land, to make the heavens ring Now if you praise your land of birth, proudly say that you were born of Mother England, and are English through and through You may be called a racist, for proudly being what you are a bigot, or a redneck, by those who come from afar They do not know the English, and do not know England’s pride do not know England’s people, and how they stand side by side When I was just a kid at school, I was taught of British glory Of how the map was covered red, to show the empires story The conquest and the history, all add to Britain’s page And England’s part in Empire, should never be erased