Sweet Albion Blues Lyrics

I came down from Newcastle Town to the part of the south coast that I loved the most
I was stressed out, tired and through a couple of nights going crazy in Glasgow and I think you all know how that goes
I needed some peace and when I stand still, through the cops on hill and a portland bill, to charge up my batteries for the next weekend where I'll be cruising through London and ending up in South End, don't go stopping and putting down roots, you're shoes don't fit into your traveling boots.

I met a guy from Cornwall who had never left the county and I told him about the big smokes and I don't think he believed me.
I told him about the sea and along the south coast of Kent across the estuary to East Anglia and I think that he knew what I meant.

And the road up to Hull is paved with wicked intentions, don't go stopping and putting down roots you're shoes don't fit into your traveling boots.
All across the hills and valleys, from the A roads to the sea, the suburbs lead up to the cities and that's where you'll find me.
All across the hills and valleys, from the A roads to the sea, the suburbs lead up to the cities and that's where you'll find me.

(Thanks to Katie for these lyrics)