Oh I could be in Ryad or Rome
I could be in Cadiz or Lyon by the Rhone
But there is no place that I would rather roam
Yes, I'd rather be in Shepton Mallet
I could be in Trinidad in May
Or costa Rica drinking from a beaker
On any other day
But it's not the sunny seas nor the cool mountains glades
Oh I'd rather be in Shepton Mallet
Shepton Mallet is a winner in my book
You don't need to be a good looker
To see that I've got hooked
It's the way that Collett park just rolls down to the brook
Oh I'd rather be in Shepton Mallet
Sure there are more Rhinos in Botswana
And I'm sure you could find a diamond down in Asia minor
But I know the orient has nothing near or far
On the shining star that's Shepton Mallet
Oh Shepton is a king among kings
It's even an apple bitten in the chapel wings
It's fluted, suited, double-newted
Well-pursuited, barrel-booted
Queen of queens is Shepton Mallet
Oh I don't say you should never travel
But what you have here and now
Is what's a wonder to unravel
The present is a gift of the swift
and the heart is a land of the past that's never missed
So light em if you got em
and hold your loved ones fast
For there's no place I'd rather be
Than Shepton Mallet
Shit it and Smell it, alright!
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