Suffolk Coast by The Orwellermen 2025

This is our first original song, with the words inspired by our epic cycle ride in June 2025 to the International Sea Shanty Festival in Falmouth with the aim of taking something of the flavour of Suffolk to Cornwall.
The tune is based on the traditional sea shanty “10,000 miles away” (Roud 1778)

Photos Bittern Botaurus stellaris, Far Ings, Barton-upon-Humber, North Lincolnshire, UK Roger Hatcliffe

License • CC BY-SA 2.0

[Music] we want you all to listen well though we don’t like to boast we’re quietly proud but we sing it loud as we tell of the suffer coast a place of childhood memories like crabbing from the pier dips in the sea beach huts for tea and boats on Thorness i hope that I [Applause] [Music] holding all the way we don’t know how to sail and we never go away i tell you all goes 400 miles away when the angles came to pillage or is found renown they liked what they found so they stuck around and found it gibwick town where famous King Radald victorious with his crew made his last trip so they buried his ship in a hole at Sutton i hope I shall go with cycling all the way we don’t know how to sail and we never tell you 400 miles away many ships bottled in soul bay in 1672 to count the full amount must have been a fair fold protects her sailors and toast their bravery away in land else’s brewery i hope I shall [Music] go all the way we don’t know how to sail and we never go away i tell you all the summer goes 400 miles away sit in a hide at m escape the marsh and contemplate harriers fly and curse cry and bitten spoon for a mate if you’re a culture vulture you’ll find a great escape hear what’s written by Ben Britain in a concert hall at Snape we don’t [Music] know all the way we don’t know how to sail and we never tell you 400 miles away about most imports at your boy there’s something you should know a tu is passing through the port of Felix if you should see some wood bridge key just as you stroll along like the old side mill that’s turning still will be grinding out this song i hope that we shall [Music] go away we don’t know how to sail and we [Music] never know a cottage you can rent if you want to avoid the crowds a bed so soft you sleep a loft the house up in the clouds quad visits welcome here but tourist hordes think twice perhaps go west and miss the best we hear that corn’s nice to go but we’ve told you all of the suff The coast 400 miles away