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in the sun's evening glow,

0n Chywoone Hill at Newlyn

to watch the fishing fleets go,
0n Chywoone Hill at Newlyn

to watch the fishing fleets go,
at Geevor as they spun around,

And heard the men singing

as they go underground,
And heard the men singing

as they go underground,
And no one will ever move

me from this land,

Until the Lord calls me

to sit at his hand,
and Pm not alone,

For this is my Cornwall

and this is my home,
For this is my Cornwall

and this is my home,
Pve chased the maids there,

all giggly and tanned,
And heard the wave thunder

on the rocks far below,
And no one will ever move

me from this land,

Until the Lord calls me

to sit at his hand
Until the Lord calls me

to sit at his hand
For this is my Cornwall

and this is my home
To gaze at the Scillies

in the blue far away
and VII tell you why,

Because lwas born here

and here I shall die.
Because lwas born here

and here I shall die.
For this is my Cornwall

and this is my home
For this is
my Cornwall

and this is

my home .......
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Title
Cornwall My Home
Artist
Fisherman's Friends
Brand
Dream Catcher
Code
DCK523-03