Coordinates: 52°57′07″N 1°07′35″W / 52.9520°N 1.1265°W / 52.9520; -1.1265
Sneinton (pronounced "Snenton") is a village and suburb of Nottingham, England. The area is bounded by Nottingham City Centre to the west, Bakersfield to the north, Colwick to the east, and the River Trent to the south. Sneinton now lies within the unitary authority of Nottingham, having been part of Nottinghamshire until 1877.
Sneinton has existed as a village since at least 1086, but remained relatively unchanged up until the industrial era, when the population dramatically expanded. Further social change in the post-war period left Sneinton with a multicultural character. Sneinton residents of note include William Booth, founder of The Salvation Army, and mathematician George Green, who worked Green's Mill at the top of Belvoir Hill.
The history of Sneinton is inextricably tied to that of its near neighbour, the City of Nottingham. When the area that is now Nottingham was settled by the Anglo-Saxon chieftain "Snot", he named the settlement "Snottingham" (the homestead of Snot's people, where inga = the people of; ham = homestead), and the area east of the city, also settled by Saxons, was called "Snottington" (the suffix ton = farmstead settlement). Sneinton is mentioned in the Domesday Book, where is referred to as "Notintone", which represents the Norman pronunciation of an Anglo-Saxon placename, with the "Sn" dropped in favour of "N", which was easier to say in the Norman language. The Norman pronunciation of "Nottingham" stuck, whereas their pronunciation of "Notintone" did not. In the years between 1086 and 1599, "Sneinton" became the agreed way of spelling the village name.
He pushed me 'round now I'm drawin’ the line
He lived his life now I'm gonna go and live mine
I'm sick of wastin’ my time
Well now I've been good for way too long.
Found my red dress now I'm gonna throw it on
'Bout to get too far gone
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of my twelve-ounce nutrition
One more helpin' of what I been havin'
I'm takin’ my turn on the sin wagon
On a mission to make something happen
Feel like Delilah lookin' for Samson
Do a little mattress dancin'
That's right I said mattress dancin'
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of what I been missin’
I don't know where I'll be crashin’
But I'm arrivin’ on a sin wagon
When it's my turn to march up to glory
I'm gonna have one hell of a story
That's if He forgives me
Oh Lord please forgive me
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of that sweet salvation
They may take me with my feet draggin’