Men of Cornwall ( or Cwm Kernow .... ) ( to the tune of Cwm Rhondda )
Men of Cornwall, heed the call to stand beneath St. Piran’s flag
Drink of Betty Stoggs and Doom Bar; eat your pasties from a bag
Beer of Heaven, I’ve had seven;
I can’t handle any more
Any more …
I can’t handle any more.
Wander then the ways of Cornwall, rest awhile upon Goss Moor.
Linger on the road to Truro, wonder what the bus lane’s for;
Wise deliverers use the rivers
Better for their heavy loads,
Heavy loads …
Quicker that way than by road.
By the surf the watchful lifeguards, talent spotting to a man
On the beach the dusky maidens, baring all top up their tans
Hear loud hailing, in Australian
Health and Safety by the sea
By the sea …
Safe and Healthy by the sea.
Sing of Little Eyes and Lamorna, the White Rose and Camborne Hill
Dance the Obby Oss and Flora, merrily your glasses fill
Sing Trelawney,
Sing Trelawney,
Shall Trelawney live or die
Live or die…
Cornish Lads will know the Reason Why.
The first verse came in a blinding flash of inspiration at the Camborne Recreation Ground while watching the Cornish Pirates
The second will strike a chord with motorists .. especially those who remember the Iron Bridge and the narrow part of the A30 from Bodmin westwards.
The third is a homage to our beaches - another blinding flash of inspiration while walking on Perranporth Beach
The last is about traditional Cornish Cultural Favourites
( " Merrily your glasses fill " is a quote from the Cadgwith Anthem. )
