1732 - Blue sky blues

The sky is blue, the sky is blue, is blue
Here in Manchester, here in Manchester
Who would have thought it, who would have thought, who
It's just like summer, it's just like summer
I know it's that time of year, time of year
But this is the North, this is, is the North
It's not the South up here, not the South here
Up here the clouds spill forth, the clouds spill forth
Our streets are like the Firth of Forth, of Forth
Och aye the noo, the noo, och aye the noo
We were welly wearers, wellies we wore
To keep dry, to keep dry clothes, keep dry clothes
But the clouds flew, they flew, the clouds all flew
That should have impressed ya, have impressed ya