Oh, Boris dreamed of serving the land,
With a soldier’s grit and a statesman's hand.
He pictured himself with valour …

I stand before the open door,
But fear has chained me to the floor,
A world beyond, so wide, so …

In the valley where the river winds,
Lies Stocksbridge, of days and nights entwined,
A town born of iron and …

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