A consequence of brexshit.I left the disUK many years ago and now I've had to rearrange my citizenship.:

Immigrant Song

When first unto this country a stranger I came
I ne'er gave a thought to how long I'd remain.
A few weeks, a few months, maybe even a year.
Now the years they've passed so quickly and I find I'm still here!

I quickly found work and the language I learned
So that I could earn my keep doing the trade that I'd larned.
I've seen a few changes, I've made me a home,
I've put down some roots, no more reasons to roam.

Now the country I come from I can no more call home,
I'm a 'Citizen of Nowhere', as such now I'm known.
Home is where I live now and intend to remain,
Here I feel that I'll belong 'til the end of my days.

Text: Lynn Wise, tune: should be obvious from the first line!

This was actually 'composed' as my contribution to the local arts. soc. annual members exhibition, theme 'Heimat/Home', 2019. I even sang it there, which surprised everybody there!

Feel free to sing it. Just mention my name.

Thanks,

Lynn