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Thread #27287   Message #334616
Posted By: Greyeyes
04-Nov-00 - 04:04 PM
Thread Name: Your proudest moment as a musician
Subject: RE: Your proudest moment as a musician
I haven't tried this before but here goes:

LONDON PRIDE
(Noel Coward)

(Chorus)
London pride has been handed down to us,
London pride is a flower that's free.
London pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it forever will be

Woa Liza, see the coster barrows,
Vegetable marrows with the fruit piled high.
Woa Liza, little London sparrow,
Covent Garden market where the costers cry.

Cockney feet mark the beat of history,
Every street pins a memory down,
Nothing ever could break or harm
The charm of London Town.

There's a little city flower, every spring unfailing,
Growing in the crevices by some London railing.
Though it has a Latin name in town and countryside,
We in England call it "London Pride".

(Chorus)

Hey lady, early in the morning,
See the policeman yawning on his lonely beat.
Gay lady, Mayfair in the morning,
Hear the footsteps echo on the empty street.

Early rain and the pavement glistening,
All Park Lane in a shimmering gown,
Nothing ever could quite replace
The grace of London Town.

In our city darkened now, street and square and crescent,
You can feel our living past in our shadowed present.
Ghosts beside our starlit Thames who lived and loved and died,
Keep throughout the ages London pride.

(Chorus)

Grey city, smokily enchanted,
Taken so for granted for a thousand years.
Stay, city, stubbornly implanted,
Cradle of our memories, our hopes and fears.


Every Blitz your resistance toughening,
From the Ritz to the Anchor and Crown
Nothing ever could override
The pride of London Town.

Standing on a London station one morning after a particularly bad blitz, Coward wrote "most of the glass in the roof had been blown out and there was dust in the air and the smell of burning. My train was late so I sat on a platform seat and watched the Londoners scurrying about in the thin sunshine. They seemed to be determined and wholly admirable and for a moment or two I was overwhelmed by a wave of sentimental pride. A song started then and there : I am proud of its words for they expressed what I felt at the timeā€¦.."