I wish I was back in Liverpool

Liverpool town where I was born

Where there ain't no trees, no scented breeze

No fields of waving corn

But there's lots of girls with peroxide curls

And the black-and-tan flows free

Where there's six in a bed by the old pierhead

And it's Liverpool town for me



It's ten long years since I went away 

To roam the wide world o'er

My very first trip in an old tramp ship 

That was bound for Baltimore

I was ten days sick, I just couldn't stick 

That bobbing up and down

So I told them, Jack, to turn right back 

To dear old Liverpool town



We built the Mersey tunnel, boys

Way back in 'thirty-three

Dug an 'ole in the ground until we found 

An 'ole called Wallasey

And the foreman cried, Come on outside

The roof is fallin' down

And I'm tellin' you, Jack, we all swam back 

To dear old Liverpool town



There's every race and colour of face 

And every kind of name

But the pigeons on the pierhead 

They'll treat us all the same

If you walk up Upper Parliament Street 

You'll see faces black and brown

And I've also seen the Orange and Green 

In dear old Liverpool town