The town that I have loved so well
Where our kids played ball
running up the dark lane,
and down behind the fountain.
In the town I had loved so well
In the early morn, the shirt factory horn
It called wo men from the craggin'
While the men on the dole
They fed the children and
There was just about enough
But they saw it through without
For deep inside was this burning pride
In the town I have loved so well
There was music there in the dairy air
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,
in the town I have loved so well.
can be brought to its knees
And the gas that hangs on to every breeze
by that same gas -yard wall
And that damned barbed wire
With their tanks and with their guns
Oh good God, look what they've done
To the town I have loved so well
For their spirit's been bruised,
though their hearts are set
And what's lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray for a bright,
In the town I have loved so well