In my memory,
I will always see
The town that I have loved so well
Where our kids played ball
by the old gas yard wall
And we ran through the
smoke an d the smell
Go ing home in the rain,
running up the dark lane,
past the jail
and down behind the fountain.
Those were happy days
in so very many ways.
In the town I had loved so well
In the early morn, the shirt factory horn
It called wo men from the craggin'
The moor and the bog
While the men on the dole
played a mother's role
They fed the children and
then walked the dog
And when times got rough
There was just about enough
But they saw it through without
complaining
For deep inside was this burning pride
In the town I have loved so well
There was music there in the dairy air
Like a language that we,
we could all understand
I remember the day
when I earned my first pay,
I played with a small pick -up band.
There I'd spent my youth,
and to tell you the truth,
I was sad to leave it all behind me.
For I'd learned about life,
Found myself a wife
in the town I have loved so well.
But when I return,
how my eyes they burn
To see how a town
can be brought to its knees
By the armored cars an
d the burnt out bars
And the gas that hangs on to every breeze
Now the army's installed
by that same gas -yard wall
And that damned barbed wire
gets higher and higher
With their tanks and with their guns
Oh good God, look what they've done
To the town I have loved so well
Now the music's gone,
but they still carry on
For their spirit's been bruised,
never broken
They shall not forget,
though their hearts are set
On tomorrow when
peace comes again
For what's done is done
And what's won is won
And what's lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray for a bright,
bright brand -new day
In the town I have loved so well