- Sing me a song of the old ways;
- Tell me a tale of the past,
- Of the time when England was mighty,
- And everyone thought it would last;
- When men raised their hats to the
ladies,
- And ladies wore dresses and skirts,
- And children respected their elders,
- Or received a sharp tap where it hurts;
- When lovers were pleased to get married,
- And made do with the little they had,
- Kept out of debt and were happy,
- And the young ones knew their own Dad.
- When parents showed by example,
- The ways and the means to get by,
- Through hard work and honest endeavour,
- And today those rules still apply.
- Tell me the tale of the schoolroom,
- When teachers were strict and upright,
- Where discipline ruled and we knew it,
- But we all learned to read and to write;
- Where they taught us the value of
friendship,
- And to get stuck in with a grin,
- An esprit de corps that was
solid,
- Working together to win.
- We listened and learned when they told
us,
- That nothing was gained by the cheat,
- Played hard by the rules and triumphed,
- And stood on our own two feet.
- So sing me a song of the old ways,
- Of pride in the land of our birth,
- And tell the world of this England,
- The
noblest place on God’s Earth.
- E.A
LAMPARD
