Music by elton john Lyrics by bernie taupin Available on the album caribou
As I lay dreaming in my bed Across the great divide I thought I heard the trawler boats Returning on the tide And in this vision of my home The shingle beach did ring I saw the lights along the pier That made my senses sing
Oh oh grimsby, a thousand delights Couldn't match the sweet sights Of my grimsby Oh england you're fair But there's none to compare with my grimsby Through nights of mad youth I have loved every sluice in your harbour And in your wild sands from boyhood to man Strangers have found themselves fathers
Take me back you rustic town I miss your magic charm Just to smell your candy floss Or drink in the skinners arms No cordon bleu can match the beauty Of your pies and peas I want to ride your fairground Take air along the quay
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