We are born of ancient family Living here all our days And though we love our scenery Wouldn't we just love somewhere to stay It's an order of eviction And I can't believe I'm seeing what I see
If it kills I will surround myself With four stone walls A little pride upon the shelf And four stone walls around me
And they came to meet you one and all With big words in the village hall Getting older looking back and Still the fact is nothing changed at all Never charity we seek just honest wages Once a week and a place called home
If it kills I will surround myself With four stone walls A little pride upon the shelf And four stone walls around me
To whom it will concern within your office Wouldn't you wish more than this, a caravan Pushed aside, forgotten land For me and my kind
If it kills I will surround myself With four stone walls A little pride upon the shelf And four stone walls around me