Cherry Hinton Hall is the site of the Cambridge Folk Festival.
lyrics
I was raised, like most, on rock and roll
And Elvis was the king
Then washboards and those thrashed guitars
Made skiffle seem the thing
But deep inside, I always felt
That I did not belong
And my life would not have been complete
If it wasn't for the song.
Songs to make you dance and sing
Songs to make you sigh
Songs to make you laugh
Or bring a tear to your eye
Then one night on the radio
Came ballads good and fine
They told me of the herring shoals
The old grey funnel line
I vowed I'd learn their every word
And sing them loud and strong
And my life would not have been so sweet
If it wasn't for the song
I found a club and every week
I'd take the bus up west
And I'd sing out with the spinners
And MacColl and all the rest
And there I met the girl who's been
A partner my life long
But our lives would not have been so sweet
If it wasn't for the song
And with the kids we took our tent
To Cherry Hinton hall
And we saw the best the world had sent
To entertain us all
To festivals we went each year
And joined the happy throng
And our days would not have been so sweet
If it wasn't for the song
For 40 years our folk club's been
A place where all could come
We started with no instruments
But now there's bass and drum
There's some who say our day is past
They may be right or wrong
But their lives will never be complete
If they don't have the song