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 Harbour
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