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Where I Was Born
Where I was Born
by Bob Moore (c) 2017
I am a product of where I was born
long ago on a cold winter’s morn
my father and mother are part of me,
and their loving faces, I still can see
The sky was often dark and grey,
but that could never stop our play
we’d be outside in rain and snow,
play football, or any game you know
Lancashire my county, of hills and dales,
I’d ramble the Pennines, and camp in Wales
Manchester the city, was home to me
and Gorton the suburb, where I would run free
With Belle Vue Speedway, and Circus too
this was the life, that we all knew
it’s where we thought we’d spend our life
have a job, and children, and find a wife
My school, my friends, not far from home
never thought one day, we would roam
across the world, to another land
on a ship where we were treated grand
To a place of sunshine, and sandy shores
look out Australia, here come the Moore’s
we’ll make our fortune, then leave for home
and never again will we have to roam
But years went by, and we stayed here
got used to the sun, and the ice cold beer
became an Aussie, the certificate says
but kept many of my English ways
At least that’s what my friends will say
and even my family, think that way
but they understand, with pride it is worn
this being a product, of where I was born
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