[Verse 1]
Put on my wellie boots
And I walked up the lane
Walked round in the land of the tractor queues
I’m at home in the pouring rain
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St. Pirran of Kernow,
Won’t you look down over me,
Yeah, I got a first class pasty
And I’m as ansum as a man can be
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[Chorus]
So I’m walking in Cornwall
Walking with my pasty and my pasties are real
Walking in Kernow
I’m really lucky to feel the way I feel?
ansum are you? Lucky Jane ❤
Getting Cornish, we are – G:)
the hen variety…cluck cluck….
Seems to be more off an American thing – I had to look it up. G:)