Blighty - Judith Owen

Well I’ve got a really bad feeling about us*

It’s like trying to stand up

When you’ve been hit by a gust of wind

I’ve spent so many years just hanging around

Now it’s time to go back to my home town

You know

London is calling

I don’t understand it

But I’m on my way

I don’t need a reason

Feels like holiday season

And I’m on my way

Back to Blighty again

Well I’ve got a really bad feeling about us

It’s too hard to sort out

It’s too hard to discuss

I’ve spent so many years just traveling around

Now it’s time to go back to my home town

And what I wouldn’t do

For a little bit of filthy weather

(sometimes)

What I wouldn’t give for a late ride

In a black cab or a double-decker

'Cause I’ve got a really bad feeling about us

It’s like trying to stand up

When you’ve been hit by a gust of wind

Well there’s so many things

I don’t really understand

It’s like trying to be a woman

It’s like trying to be a good man!

You know

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