There'll always be an England, While there's a country lane. Wherever there's a cottage small Beside a field of grain There'll always be an England While there's a busy street. Wherever there's a turning wheel A million marching feet.
Red, white and blue What does it mean to you? Surely you're proud Shout it loud Britons awake! The Empire too We can depend on you. Freedom remains These are the chains Nothing can break.
There'll always be an England And England shall be free If England means as much to you As England means to me.
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England’s mountains green? And was the holy lamb of god On England’s pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was jerusalem builded here Among those dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear: o clouds unfold! Bring me my chariots of fire! I will not cease from metal fight; Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand Till we have built jerusalem In england’s green and pleasant land.
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