Fareweel Regality

I posted this in onesongaday because it's excellent. I said there that it brings a tear to my eye, but it's worse than that. I want to tell everyone to listen to this song, but at the same time, what if they don't like it?

Here's how it ends:

Then on some golden autumn morn
Or when July is hazing Dipton Slopes
By Whitley Mill or Westburnhope
We'll live and spend the day

And so we'll cry fareweel Regality
And cry fareweel the Liberty
To honest friends' civility
To winter's frost and fire

And there's nowt that I can bid ye
But that peace and love gan with ye
Never mind wherever call the fates
Away from Hexhamshire

Lockdown worker

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