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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=99015" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Town I Loved So Well</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In my memory, I will always see<br>The town that I loved so well<br>Where our school played ball by the gas yard wall<br>And they laughed through the smoke and the smell<br>Going home in the rain, riding up the dark lane<br>Past the jail, and down behind the fountain<br>Those were happy days in so many, many ways<br>In the town I loved so well<br>In the early mornin the shirt factory horn<br>Called women from cryin, the moor and the bog<br>While the men on the dole played a mothers role<br>Fed the children and then walked the dog<br>And when times got tough there was just about enough<br>And they saw it through without complainin<br>For deep inside was a burning pride<br>In the town I loved so well<br>There was music there in the derriere<br>Like a language that we all could understand<br>I remember the day that I earned my first pay<br>When I played in a small pick-art band<br>There I spent my youth, and to tell you the truth<br>I was sad to leave it all behind me<br>For I learned about life, and I found a wife<br>In the town I loved so well<br>But when I returned, how my eyes have burned<br>To see how a town could be brought to its knees<br>By the armoured cars and the bombed-out bars<br>And the gas that hangs on to every breeze<br>Now the armys installed by that old gas yard wall<br>And the damn barbed wire gets higher and higher<br>With their tanks and their guns, oh my god, what have they done<br>In the town I loved so well<br>Now the musics gone but they carry on<br>For their spirits be bruised, never broken<br>They will not forget but their hearts are set<br>For tomorrow theyll have peace once again<br>For whats done is done and whats won is won<br>And whats lost is lost and gone for ever<br>I can only pray for a bright, brand new day<br>In the town I loved so well</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Ronan Keating - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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The town that I loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gas yard wall
And they laughed through the smoke and the smell
Going home in the rain, riding up the dark lane
Past the jail, and down behind the fou..."></div>
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