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 As I lay dreaming in my bed 
Across the great divide 
I thought I heard the trawler boats 
Returning on the tide 
And in this vision of my home 
The shingle beach did ring 
I saw the lights along the pier 
That made my senses sing 
Oh oh grimsby, a thousand delights 
Couldn't match the sweet sights 
Of my grimsby 
Oh england you're fair 
But there's none to compare with my grimsby 
Through nights of mad youth 
I have loved every sluice in your harbor 
And in your wild sands from boyhood to man 
Strangers have found themselves fathers 
Take me back you rustic town 
I miss your magic charm 
Just to smell your candy floss 
Or drink in the skinners arms 
No cordon bleu can match the beauty 
Of your pies and peas 
I want to ride your fairground 
Take air along the quay 
            
 
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