Cornish Pie

Testo:

© bluvation
Riding down to Cornwall
In my yellow bug
Four friends heading westward
We fit so nice and snug
Luggage on the roof rack
Stacked up four feet high
We'll make it there by daybreak
If we fly.

Exeter and Bodmin
Are sleeping in the dark
The A 3 0 keeps twisting
Like a drunken shark
The moors are gold and misty
As we go sailing by
I've gotta get my fill
of Cornish pie

Perranporth and Newquay
Are on the northern side
But you can catch the Lizard going east
The boats at Mevagissey
Are waiting on the tide
To bring another catch in
For the feast

The quaintness of Polperro
The Pirates of Penzance
The scrumpy and the pasties
Or Wogan's Cornish dance
If I could live forever
I'd roll in on the tide
To get my daily fill
Of Cornish Pie

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Perranporth and Newquay
Are on the northern side
But you can catch the Lizard going east
The boats at Mevagissey
Are waiting on the tide
To bring another catch in
For the feast

The quaintness of Polperro
The Pirates of Penzance
The scrumpy and the pasties
Or Wogan's Cornish dance
If I could live forever
I'd roll in on the tide
To get my daily fill
Of Cornish Pie
Just To get my daily fill
Of Cornish Pie