Lyrics Town I Loved So Well - The Dubliners
                                                In 
                                                my 
                                                memory 
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                always 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                town 
                                                that 
                                                    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've 
                                                loved 
                                                so 
                                                well.
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                early 
                                                morning 
                                                the 
                                                shirt 
                                                factory 
                                                horn
 
                                    
                                
                                                Called 
                                                women 
                                                from 
                                                Craigeen 
                                                the 
                                                Moor 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                Bog
 
                                    
                                
                                                While 
                                                the 
                                                man 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                dole 
                                                played 
                                                the 
                                                mother`s 
                                                role
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fed 
                                                the 
                                                children 
                                                and 
                                                then 
                                                trained 
                                                the 
                                                dogs.
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                times 
                                                got 
                                                rough 
                                                there 
                                                was 
                                                just 
                                                about 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                they 
                                                saw 
                                                it 
                                                through 
                                                without 
                                                complaining
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                deep 
                                                inside 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                burning 
                                                pride
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                town 
                                                I've 
                                                loved 
                                                so 
                                                well.
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                was 
                                                music 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                Derry 
                                                air
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                language 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                all 
                                                could 
                                                understand
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                remember 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                earned 
                                                my 
                                                first 
                                                pay
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                played 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                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`d 
                                                learned 
                                                about 
                                                life 
                                                and 
                                                I've 
                                                found 
                                                    a 
                                                wife
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                town 
                                                I've 
                                                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 
                                                to 
                                                every 
                                                breathe.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                the 
                                                army`s 
                                                installed 
                                                by 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                gas 
                                                yard 
                                                wall
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                damned 
                                                barbwire 
                                                gets 
                                                high 
                                                and 
                                                higher
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                their 
                                                tanks 
                                                and 
                                                their 
                                                guns, 
                                                oh 
                                                my 
                                                god 
                                                what 
                                                have 
                                                they 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                town 
                                                I've 
                                                loved 
                                                so 
                                                well.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                the 
                                                music`s 
                                                gone 
                                                but 
                                                they 
                                                carry 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                their 
                                                spirit`s 
                                                been 
                                                grossed 
                                                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've 
                                                loved 
                                                so 
                                                well.
 
                                    
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