[ar:Noel Coward and Orchestra]
[ti:London Pride]
[00:00.35]London Pride - Noel Coward and Orchestra
[00:01.04]Written by：Noel Coward
[00:09.06]London pride has been handed down to us
[00:12.44]London pride is a flower that's free
[00:15.64]London pride means our own dear town to us
[00:19.21]And our pride it for ever will be
[00:22.81]Woa Liza see the coster barrows
[00:25.82]Vegetable marrows and the fruit piled high
[00:29.25]Woa Liza little London sparrows
[00:32.25]Covent garden market where the costers cry
[00:36.87]Cockney feet mark the beat of history
[00:40.33]Every street pins a memory down
[00:43.76]Nothing ever can quite replace
[00:47.68]The grace of London town
[00:54.17]There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
[00:58.51]Growing in the crevices by some London railing
[01:03.62]Though it has a Latin name in town and country side
[01:09.32]We in England call it London pride
[01:16.66]London pride has been handed down to us
[01:19.85]London pride is a flower that's free
[01:23.21]London pride means our own dear town to us
[01:26.69]And our pride it for ever will be
[01:30.26]Hey lady when the day is dawning see the policeman yawning
[01:34.85]On his lonely beat
[01:37.65]Gay lady
[01:38.74]Mayfair in the morning
[01:40.42]Hear your footsteps echo in the empty street
[01:45.15]Early rain and the pavement's glistening
[01:48.44]All park lane in a shimmering gown
[01:52.68]Nothing ever could break or harm
[01:56.70]The charm of London town
[02:03.78]In our city darkened now street and square and crescent
[02:09.05]We can feel our living past in our shadowed present
[02:15.49]Ghosts beside our starlit Thames
[02:18.45]Who lived and loved and died
[02:22.05]Keep throughout the ages London pride
[02:29.60]London pride has been handed down to us
[02:33.11]London pride is a flower that's free
[02:36.51]London pride means our own dear town to us
[02:40.07]And our pride it for ever will be
[02:43.82]Grey city stubbornly implanted
[02:47.11]Taken so for granted for a thousand years
[02:51.16]Stay city
[02:52.50]Smokily enchanted
[02:54.10]Cradle of our memories our hopes and fears
[03:00.09]Every blitz your resistance
[03:03.11]Toughening from the Ritz
[03:05.02]To the anchor and crown
[03:07.77]Nothing ever could override the pride of London town