[egg&chips]

My dear old dad used to sing a song on early Sunday morning outings round the Trough of Bowland etc which had the following words as part of it.
"You may speak of dear old Dixie,
Or your home in Tenessee,
But that spot isn't Ribble Valley,
It means all the world to me"
I would love to find out the name of the song and if any recordings are available.