Sweet Albion Blues Lyrics - Polaroid Picture - Frank Turner

I came down from Newcastle town 

To the part of the south coast that I love the most 

I was stretched out tight after a couple of nights 

Going crazy in Glasgow 

I think you all know how that goes 

I needed some peace, somewhere to stand still 

Through the Cotswold hills down to Portland Bill 

And to charge up my batteries for next weekend 

Where I'd be cruising through Cardiff and ending up in Southend 

So don't go stopping and putting down roots 

Or your shoes won't fit in your travelling boots 

I met a guy from Cornwall who'd never left the county 

I told him about the big smoke 

I don't think he believed me. 

I told him about the scene along the south coast to Kent 

Across the estuary to East Anglia, and then I think he knew what I meant 

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A man is bored of life if he's bored of these islands 

All creation is here from Hythe to the Highlands 

The Black Country witnessed my basest predations 

And the road up to Hull is paved with wicked intentions 

So don't go stopping and putting down roots 

Or your shoes won't fit in your travelling boots 

All across the hills and valleys 

From the A roads to the seas 

The suburbs lead up to the cities 

And that's where you'll find me 

Go mad in Manchester 

Wind down in Winchester 

Roaming the home counties where the parties are free 

Circling London like dirt round a storm drain and 

Somewhere near Holborn's the heart of the beast 

Don't go stopping and putting down roots 

Or your shoes won't fit in your travelling boots. 

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Sweet Albion around me 

Everywhere I go 

Sweet Albion surround me 

You're everything I know