The Stinging Hail of John O'Groats Lyrics

We drove us down to old Lands End

With John O'Groats alone, ahead

Cliffs of Dover and fields of clover

London Bridge in Arizona

Down the sun and into bed

Or broken legs will never mend

Left to shift and left to drive

Keep her over ninety-five

Notice how the blue and gray

Give way to green then go away

In high cathedral with a Latin choir

Out on the moor and in the mire

Stonehenge now how strange it seems

With gooseberry pie and lots of cream

Sheep for wool to make a coat

That we'll all need at John O'Groats

Say goodbye to Liverpool

It's just a city and nothing more

Just a memory of a Beatle haircut

Bet me brother would love to go there

Notice how the blue and gray

Give way to green then go away

In high cathedral with a Latin choir

Out on the moor and in the mire

The wind is howling on the old North Sea

But our Bed and Breakfast is so warm and cozy

Wish you could have been here by me

Don't you know I was, and always will be

It really does feel like the end of the road

In the stinging hail of John O'Groats

I'll ha' to tell you what I like the best

About stoic roads around Loch Ness

Notice how the blue and gray

Give way to green then go away

In high cathedral with a Latin choir

Out on the moor and in the mire

Don't you know I was, and always will be