Story about a man who went to Australia but decides to return home to Cumbria.

Lyrics:
far from the cities , far on the heights,
Is the valley of my delights

The place is nearly unknown,
from a sheep, you can find only a bone.


Wolfe of cumbria

Hidden in the fog
Sometimes mistaken as a small dog.


Stranger you better stay away , 
the bone is a warning on your way.

I know the wolfe very well,
Beware, He strikes and bites you like hell.


Wolfe of cumbria

Does he sound like a frog?
No, you hear nothing,
He is my bro!


I have no wife 
But i have the wildlife

Paying Attention 
And Retention 

Far in Australia now I work
as a simple lonely clerk.


My friend Neville,
saw a tasmanian devil.

He remembered my story from far far away,
Dammed… no I dont want to stay


Wolf of cumbria
Hidden in time
Thats cumbria , oh that is mine…

Gimme a beer or better a wine

Neville your devil
You Told me about 
and now see my doubt 


You thought it would kind,
But you, woke up my mind.

My heart , oh I burn 
I want … i want to return


To that sheep’s bone 
and the place unknown and lone a farm I own.

With the wolfe I share,
And I care,
I will return from anywhere.

I will return home. Neville I go … I goto my bro!

© Francis

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