Out of North Shields
With the South to frame the Tyne
Down to the Humberside
Where fishing's had its time
All along the rugged coast
Sealed tight by jutting jaws
Sits a beautiful lady
Strutting hems of golden shores
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
Down to the Wash
To dickens of estuaries
Down to the White Cliffs
Long seen off by old Frenchys
Sailed by Seven Sisters
With spines to arch their backs
Onto the Victory at Pompey
Was a powder monkey trap
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
Like folds in lantern paper
Colors ripple in the breeze
Like an old black squeeze box
Breathes easy when it's squeezed
From sky to land
To where the lee shore meets the sea
Returns to me
A revolving melody
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
David D Mansell - From Skyward Blue Lyrics
David D Mansell - From Skyward Blue Lyrics
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Out of North Shields
With the South to frame the Tyne
Down to the Humberside
Where fishing's had its time
All along the rugged coast
Sealed tight by jutting jaws
Sits a beautiful lady
Strutting hems of golden shores
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
Down to the Wash
To dickens of estuaries
Down to the White Cliffs
Long seen off by old Frenchys
Sailed by Seven Sisters
With spines to arch their backs
Onto the Victory at Pompey
Was a powder monkey trap
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
Like folds in lantern paper
Colors ripple in the breeze
Like an old black squeeze box
Breathes easy when it's squeezed
From sky to land
To where the lee shore meets the sea
Returns to me
A revolving melody
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
With the South to frame the Tyne
Down to the Humberside
Where fishing's had its time
All along the rugged coast
Sealed tight by jutting jaws
Sits a beautiful lady
Strutting hems of golden shores
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
Down to the Wash
To dickens of estuaries
Down to the White Cliffs
Long seen off by old Frenchys
Sailed by Seven Sisters
With spines to arch their backs
Onto the Victory at Pompey
Was a powder monkey trap
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
Like folds in lantern paper
Colors ripple in the breeze
Like an old black squeeze box
Breathes easy when it's squeezed
From sky to land
To where the lee shore meets the sea
Returns to me
A revolving melody
From skyward blue
To foliage green
To sand so yellow
Makes the sea look blue green
These bands of color collide
Pass on by me
They're so like a concertina
Turns a melody
Writer: David Mansell
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