The Town I Loved So Well          ----- Phil Coulter

In my memory, I will always see
The town I have 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's horn
Called women from Creggan, the Moor and the Bog
While men on the dole played a mothers role
Fed the children and then walked the dogs.
And when times get 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 we could all 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'd 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 armored cars and the bombed out bars
And the gas that hangs on for every breeze.
Now the army's installed by the 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 what's won is won,
And what's lost is lost and gone forever
I can only pray, for a bright, brand new day
In the town I loved so well.

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