What is it about my Liverpool home
That pulls at you wherever you roam
Is it the proud waterfront?
Or the welcome so you’re not alone.
No other place I have ever been
Has quite the hold
There’s something about Liverpool
That calls me in from the cold.
Hard times, bad times, sad times too
Liverpool has had its share and more
A tribute to its people
That their hearts are still an open door.
So here’s to the future
And to memories of the past
No place will ever mean more
To this Liverpool lass.
By Dot Holden