Lyrics

Lend your ear, I’ll lead you through
A land I call my home
Knockers, Piskies and giant men
All of them did roam

Celtic Kings inspired our hearts
The stones they bear their mark
Circles stand and still they call
Below the moorland Lark

Sea spray hits your face
Embrace the clifftop walk
Herring gulls shout their want
The dunes, if they could talk

The massif, Kernow’s back
A spine that runs her course
I was born and cradled with
The granite and the gorse

So, come on you Cornish!
And sing your song?
A chorus shared by
One and all

We thank you Kernow
And in our Mother tongue
We sing ‘gwren ni aswonn
Gras dhywgh hwi oll!’

Bal maidens broke the ore
Isolde forced to part
Brenda voiced the mermaid’s tale
Piraners as a hand cart

Dozmary’s Lady of the Lake
The ‘Emilies’ took their swords
All were born and cradled with
The granite and the gorse