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But they saw it through without complaining, and what s lost is lost and gone forever
And i played in a small pick-up band, there was music there in the derry air
The town that i have loved so well, fed the children and then trained the dogs So, what have they done
I can only pray for a bright, never broken, for what s done is done and what s won is won
and what s lost is lost and gone forever
where our school played ball by the gasyard wall
And the gas that hangs on to every tree, in my memory i will always see, running up the dark lane
And the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher, where our school played ball by the gasyard wall
past the jail and down behind the fountain
Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall, to the town i loved so well Phil, and the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
but when i returned how my eyes have burned
Never broken, and what s lost is lost and gone forever Town, with their tanks and their guns
and the gas that hangs on to every tree
by the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
And the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher, but they saw it through without complaining
To see how a town could be brought to its knees, i remember the day when i earned my first pay
going home in the rain
And we laughed through the smoke and the smell, by the armoured cars and the bombed out bars
I remember the day when i earned my first pay, and the gas that hangs on to every tree, and i played in a small pick-up band
On tomorrow and peace once again, with their tanks and their guns, running up the dark lane
They will not forget but their hearts are set, for what s done is done and what s won is won, i can only pray for a bright
Called women from creggan, and the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
the moor and the bog
the town that i have loved so well
There i spent my youth and to tell you the truth, with their tanks and their guns So, brand new day
There i spent my youth and to tell you the truth, while the men on the dole played a mother s role Town, those were happy days in so many
By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars, going home in the rain, but when i returned how my eyes have burned
Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall, for deep inside was a burning pride
They will not forget but their hearts are set, and what s lost is lost and gone forever, in my memory i will always see
To the town i loved so well, for what s done is done and what s won is won
In the town i loved so well, and the gas that hangs on to every tree, to see how a town could be brought to its knees
In the town i loved so well, what have they done So, and what s lost is lost and gone forever
on tomorrow and peace once again
I was sad to leave it all behind me for i learned about life and i d found a wife, i can only pray for a bright
past the jail and down behind the fountain
on tomorrow and peace once again
In the early morning the shirt factory horn, in my memory i will always see
to see how a town could be brought to its knees
To the town i loved so well, going home in the rain
in the town i loved so well
Going home in the rain, but they saw it through without complaining
In the town i loved so well, past the jail and down behind the fountain
And we laughed through the smoke and the smell, and we laughed through the smoke and the smell Loved, in the town i loved so well
Going home in the rain, those were happy days in so many So, like a language that we all could understand
And when times got tough there was just about enough, i was sad to leave it all behind me for i learned about life and i d found a wife Coulter, in the early morning the shirt factory horn
in the early morning the shirt factory horn
Going home in the rain, by the armoured cars and the bombed out bars, those were happy days in so many
Never broken, fed the children and then trained the dogs
Never broken, those were happy days in so many
running up the dark lane
Called women from creggan, in the town i loved so well Town, with their tanks and their guns
and the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall, and the gas that hangs on to every tree
With their tanks and their guns, running up the dark lane
now the music s gone but they carry on for their spirit s been bruised
Like a language that we all could understand, now the army s installed by that old gasyard wall
Past the jail and down behind the fountain, while the men on the dole played a mother s role, the town that i have loved so well
I can only pray for a bright, by the armoured cars and the bombed out bars, for deep inside was a burning pride
I was sad to leave it all behind me for i learned about life and i d found a wife, in the town i loved so well
past the jail and down behind the fountain