Home is where my mind is

There's a couple of things a miss from back home
The food, the landscape and having a good old moan
Nar that a think abart it I could really eat a pork pie, with a big dollap of brown sauce on side
Afterwards I would go for a walk in my Yorkshire attire, a flat cap, a walking stick and shirt just big enough to cover my spare tyre
Al end up in pub having a pint no doubt but not too many or I'll be going home to a clout
But there is one day that I miss the most
And its the one when we have our Sunday roast
It's bloody gorgeous and I'd have it every day if I could
Meat, potatoes and a giant Yorkshire pud
And ours are homemade the only way really
Top it all off with a big jug of gravy