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Born and Bred

by @Ghxstcxt

Come up north to see the great outdoors Rolling hills Scenes leaving you wanting more Never mind the weather Whether its rain or shine Grab a pint Sit down And enjoy our way of life Born and bred northern boy But no flat cap or corduroys Yorkshire til the day I die I'll represent that West Yorks sign Faithful to my northern life Faithful to my northern rhyme Brought up well with northern vibes Through hard times, miners strike Times when maggie thatcher tried to stir up shit with lies designed Got miners and police to fight But don't believe that southern hype... Those brutal battles gave us life It redefined our future times Redefined our future lines Redefined the northern kind Redefined our northern humour Redefined our northern style Tourists come from far and wide to find out what the North is like Expecting lack of cultured life Surprised we're not uncultured swines Rewarded with our northern minds Our northern ways Our northern lives Come up north to see the great outdoors Rolling hills Scenes leaving you wanting more Never mind the weather Whether its rain or shine Grab a pint Sit down Enjoy our way of life
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Jan 26, 2016
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