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Sunday, 15 March 2015

Avalon - Old Albion

The scent of an English meadow
Wafts gently through the bars
The sounds of summer harversting
Can be heard from afar
The beauty of old albion, a beauty hard to beat
Buy the heart has been corrupted
By the change in power seat

Chorus

Will stand & watch them take our freedom away?

Our warriors are slandered & thrown into their jails
Kept from all their loved ones in dungeons deep & stale
They say that self defense is no offense
Until the law starts with their lies
Send you down for protection your own
Already guilty in their lying eyes

Chorus

Our hears are full of love & pride for England is our home
The hills & dales are in our souls & the forests ours to roam
Now we lie back in our cells & think of times gone by
We think b ack of our lives & homes & the girls who wait & cry

Chorus x2

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