As an exile from Lancashire ( suffering the terrible life here in California) I always find myself singing "I wish I was in Lancashire" when I'm homesick. It's a Cicely Fox Smith poem set to music, I think, by the Aspeys-it's on their album "From the North"

There's gradely hounds in Lancashire as such there always were
Theres gradely hills in Lancashire although they're bleak and bare
There's gradely lads in Lancashire and that I'll tell you true
And I wish I was in Lancashire a-huntin' o'er the dew.

I long to be in Lancashire......