A playful travelling song which takes a look at the beauty of the British Isles and the call of home
“ No matter how far or what distance I roam
The happiest part of my journey, is the journey coming home"
“ No matter how far or what distance I roam
The happiest part of my journey, is the journey coming home"
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I’ve driven up A roads and cycled down lanes
I’ve walked across coastlines in sunshine and rain
I’ve seen all the cities both distant and near
And I’ve spent all my money in Seaton and Beer
I’ve travelled all over this beautiful land
Across forests and hills, over grassland and sand
But no matter how far or what distance I roam
The happiest part of my journey, is the journey coming home
I’ve been swimming in Swansea and hungry in Ham
Met a pirate in Penzance, a shepherd in Ramsgate
Got a ticket to Ryde and a bargain in Deal
I found treasure in Ireland but it wasn’t real
I’ve travelled all over this beautiful land
Across forests and hills, over grassland and sand
But no matter how far or what distance I roam
The happiest part of my journey, is the journey coming home
I bought marrows in Barrow and carrots in Leek
I went walking in Jarrow, heard voices in Speke
I’ve been caught up in traffic and stuck at the lights
I’ve talked to the locals and seen all the sights
I’ve travelled all over this beautiful land
Across forests and hills, over grassland and sand
But no matter how far or what distance I roam
The happiest part of my journey, is the journey coming home.
I’ve walked across coastlines in sunshine and rain
I’ve seen all the cities both distant and near
And I’ve spent all my money in Seaton and Beer
I’ve travelled all over this beautiful land
Across forests and hills, over grassland and sand
But no matter how far or what distance I roam
The happiest part of my journey, is the journey coming home
I’ve been swimming in Swansea and hungry in Ham
Met a pirate in Penzance, a shepherd in Ramsgate
Got a ticket to Ryde and a bargain in Deal
I found treasure in Ireland but it wasn’t real
I’ve travelled all over this beautiful land
Across forests and hills, over grassland and sand
But no matter how far or what distance I roam
The happiest part of my journey, is the journey coming home
I bought marrows in Barrow and carrots in Leek
I went walking in Jarrow, heard voices in Speke
I’ve been caught up in traffic and stuck at the lights
I’ve talked to the locals and seen all the sights
I’ve travelled all over this beautiful land
Across forests and hills, over grassland and sand
But no matter how far or what distance I roam
The happiest part of my journey, is the journey coming home.