The Town I Loved So Well lyrics
Phil CoulterIn 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 loved so well
In the early morning the shirt factory horn
Called women from Creggan, 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
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 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 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 breeze
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
Song Details
Composer: Phil Coulter
Born: Philip Coulter on the 19th February, 1942
Music Styles: Traditional Irish, Folk, Pop
Occupations: Singer-songwriter, musician, record producer
Instruments: Vocals, piano
Active Years: 1967 - present
Brief: The song is about Phil's childhood growing up in Derry, Northern Ireland where he was born - its beauty in simplicity and the sadness he felt when he left to pursue his career. Towards the end of the song, he relates the despair he felt when returning to his beloved town during the Troubles in Northern Ireland - to find it converted to a military outpost surrounded with barb-wire, guns and tanks and some of his favourite places in ruins - all so beautifully described by the line "Oh my God, what have they done".
Covers: The Dubliners, The High Kings, Pierre Bensusan, Paddy Reilly, and The Irish Tenors.
Category: Folk
Album by Phil Coulter - The Songs I Love So Well (Jan 1, 2000)