This land of sand and sea, glorious vistas and wild wooded forests, so full of diversity.
This land for the holiday maker, the penalty taker, for richer or poorer, for the hardened try scorer.
This land, that is worked by the hand with knuckles frostbit, eyebrows that frown, lips frozen and split
Just a normal day in a farmers remit
On this glorious landscape, Oh! To be part of it!
This land with mountains so tall, far and wide do they sprawl, with walkers on foot to get away from