Daniel O'Donnell The Town I Loved So Well

Đóng góp: In my memory I will always see, the town that I loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gas yard wall, and we laughed through the smoke and the smell
Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane, past the jail and down behind the fountain.
Those were happy days in so many, many ways, in the town I loved so well.

In the early morning the shirt factory horn, called women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog.
While the men on the dole played a mother's role, fed the children and then trained the dogs.
And when time got tough, there was just about enough.
But they saw it through without complaining.
For deep inside was a burning pride, in the town I loved so well.

There was music there in the Derry air, like a language that we all could understand.
I remember the day when I earned my first pay.
And I played in a small pick-up band.
There I spent my youth and to tell you the truth.
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

But when I returned how my eyes have burned, to see how a town could be brought to its knees.
By the armoured cars and the bombed out bars, and the gas that hangs on to every tree.
Now the army's installed by that old gas yard wall, and the damned barbed wire gets higher and
higher.
With their tanks and their guns, oh my God, what have they done, to the town I loved so well.

Now the music's gone but they carry on.
For their spirit's been bruised, never broken.
They will not forget but their hearts are set, on tomorrow and peace once again.
For what's done is done and gone forever.
I can only pray for a bright, brand new day, in the town I loved so well.