The Town I Loved So Well The Dubliners
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THE TOWN I LOVED SO WELL - Dubliners
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Tabbed by: thvdscheur
Email: thvdscheur@hotmail.com
For actual tuning capo up 3 frets
Gsus4 G' f#G Em7 bC Am7
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INTRO: G D7 C G
[C] [Am] [D] [D7]
[G]In my memor[D7]y I will [C]always [G]see
The [C]town that [G]I have [G]loved so [D]well
[G]Where our school played [D7]ball by the [C]Gas-yard [G]wall
And we [C]laughed through the [G]smoke [D]and the [G]smell[Gsus4] [G]
C D G' f#G Em7
Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane
Past the [C]jail [bC]and [Am7]down behind the [D]fountai[D7]n
Those were [G]happy [D7]days, in so [C]many, many [G]ways
In the [C]town I [G]loved [D]so [G]well[Gsus4] [G]
In the early morning the Shirt Factory horn
Called women from Graigeen, The Moor and The Bog
While the men on the dole played a mother's role
Fed the children, and then walked the dogs
And when times got tough there was just about enough
But they saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
For the town I love 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 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'd learned about life and I'd found me 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 breeze
Now the army is 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 love so well
Now the music's gone, but they carry on
For their spirit's been brused, but never broken
They will not forget for their hearts are all 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 love so well
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