London Apprentice

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I am a London apprentice, for I 
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never will learn a trade
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The best that I can hope for, is 
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from mistakes I've made
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A man who never made any, he never
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 meant nothing at all
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So Christopher Wren had to start 
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again, when he built St. Paul’s

I am a London apprentice, for I 
never will learn her ways
When I walk the streets of London, I
 am constantly amazed
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How a road I never was on before, 
leads to one and all
As any cabbie will tell you, that’s 
how all knowledge grows

I am a London apprentice, and I love
 the muddy Thames
Pushing his way through the city, 
just to come back again
Through plague and conflagration, 
and when the bombers came
A symbol of a nation, St. Paul 
amongst the flames

I am a London Apprentice and I’ll 
accept the status quo
But a cockney must be born, within 
the silent spells of beau
And London’s been a refuge, by 
accident or plan
So ask me who’s a Londoner, I’ll 
answer every man

I am a London apprentice, but one 
thing I know for sure
I’ll tell you very bluntly with 
these words you can’t ignore
Remember Doctor Johnson, who’s wit 
cut like a knife
When a man is tired of London, a man
 is tired of life

I am a London apprentice, for I 
never will learn a trade
The best that I can hope for, is 
from mistakes I’ve made
A man who never made any, he never 
meant nothing at all
So Christopher Wren had to start 
again, when he built St. Paul’s