The Lancashire Lass sat down to tea
And the Aunties began their stories
So she biked to the cliffs
And slid down to the beach
Near Blackpool by the sea

The Lancashire Lass had her sports and her teams
But she fell in love with the piano
While she earned her degree,
She first met the Swami
And the Spiritualists of London Town

Farewell to the Aunties, Farewell to London Town
Farewell to the Welsh town where her strength she regained
She's bound with her family
To a new destiny
And Adventures in Canada

Yes, she visited that little Welsh town by train
She worked on a farm and she taught me how to say the name
Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch

Come autumn she'd found work in Montreal
Come winter she' never felt colder
She conducted the choirs
Just to keep herself warm
And taught piano at the faculty

But when summer came round those adventures she found
Where her sister worked as a midwife
Paddling two days by canoe
To do what they had to do
Those Lancashire Lassies two

And once on Entry Island she played for the wake
Of an old lighthouse man who had but one hand
She looked up from her music book and
EEE, ther was 'is 'ook
As the mourners sang “Abide with me”

(let me tell you about that little Welsh town again
Where she worked on a farm and taught me how to say the name)
Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch






The match makers found her a whirlwind romance
And he asked her “Will you marry”
She said “yes” and then
He asked her “When ?”
And the Lancashire Lass said “Soon”!

Soon enough came the kids, soon the piano was gone
One day she had to chase a rat from the baby
Then her tenant gave birth in the bath
She got them safe and warm and laughed
about her Adventures in Canada

'Tis a gift to be simple, a gift to be true
Time came again for her piano
Then she taught and she played
And the Maharishi stayed
In her home with his incense and flowers

(lyric replaced by lilting melody except for
Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch

The Lancashire Lass could play Chopin to Bach
She did Albert and Carnegie
The very last time she played for me
There was love, tranquillity
And the wonder of “Claire de Lune”

Instrumental follows with “Abide with me” repeated