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The Town I Loved So Well

Phil Coulter
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 In my memory  I will always see
 The town  that I  have loved so well
 Where our school  played ball  by the gasyard 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 the women  from Creggan,  the Moor and the Bog
 While the men  on the dole  played a mothers role
 Fed the children  and then trained  the dog
 And when times  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 pickup 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  gasyard 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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Readable chord sheet for The Town I Loved So Well by Phil Coulter

In my [G]memor[D/F#]y I will [C/E]always [G]see
The [C]town that [G]I have loved so [D]well
Where our [G]school played [D/F#]ball by the [C/E]gasyard [G]wall
And we [C]laughed through the [G]smoke [D]and the [G]smell
Going [C]home in the [D]rain, running [G] up the [G/F#]dark [G/E]lane [G/D]
Past the [C]jail [C/B]and [Am7]down behind the [D]fountain
Those were [G]happy [D/F#]days in so [C/E]many, many [G]ways
In the [C]town I [G]loved [D]so [G]well

In the [G]early [D/F#]morning the [C/E]shirt factory [G]horn
Called the [C]women from [G]Creggan, the Moor and the [D]Bog
While the [G]men on the [D/F#]dole played a [C/E]mothers [G]role
Fed the [C]children and [G]then [D]trained the [G]dog
And when [C]times got [D]tough there was [G]just a[G/F#]bout e[G/E]nough [G/D]
But they [C]saw [C/B]it [Am7]through without com[D]plaining
For [G]deep in[D/F#]side was a [C/E]burning [G]pride
In the [C]town I [G]loved [D]so [G]well

There was [G]music [D/F#]there in the [C/E]Derry [G]air
Like a [C]language that [G]we all could under[D]stand
I re[G]member the [D/F#]day when I [C/E]earned my first [G]pay
And I [C]played in a [G]small [D]pickup [G]band
There I [C]spent my [D]youth and to [G]tell you [G/F#]the [G/E]truth [G/D]
I was [C]sad [C/B]to [Am7]leave it all be[D]hind me
For I [G]learned about [D/F#]life and I'd [C/E]found a [G]wife
In the [C]town I [G]loved [D]so [G]well

But when [G]I re[D/F#]turned how my [C/E]eyes have [G]burned
To [C]see how a [G]town could be brought to its [D]knees
By the [G]armoured [D/F#]cars and the [C/E]bombed out [G]bars
And the [C]gas that hangs [G]on to [D]every [G]tree
Now the [C]army's in[D]stalled by that [G]old gas[G/F#]yard [G/E]wall [G/D]
And the [C]damned [C/B]barbed [Am7]wire gets higher and [D]higher
With their [G]tanks and their [D/F#]guns, oh my [C/E]God, what have they [G]done
To the [C]town I [G]loved [D]so [G]well

Now the [G]music's [D/F#]gone but they [C/E]carry [G]on
For their [C]spirit's been [G]bruised, never [D]broken
They will [G]not for[D/F#]get but their [C/E]hearts are [G]set
On to[C]morrow and [G]peace [D]once a[G]gain
For what's [C]done is [D]done and what's [G]won [G/F#]is [G/E]won [G/D]
And what's [C]lost [C/B]is [Am7]lost and gone for[D]ever
I can [G]only [D/F#]pray for a [C/E]bright, brand new [G]day
In the [C]town I [G]loved [D]so [G]well

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