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----------------------------------------------------------------------------- THE TOWN I LOVED SO WELL - Dubliners ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: thvdscheur Email: thvdscheur@hotmail.com For actual tuning capo up 3 frets Gsus4 G' f#G Em7 bC Am7 e|----3-----x-----x-----x-----0-----0--| B|----1-----0-----0-----0-----1-----1--| G|----0-----0-----0-----0-----0-----0--| D|----x-----0-----0-----0-----x-----x--| A|----x-----x-----x-----x-----2-----0--| E|----3-----3-----2-----0-----x-----x--| INTRO: G D7 C G C Am D D7
GIn my memorD7y I will Calways Gsee The Ctown that GI have Gloved so Dwell GWhere our school played D7ball by the CGas-yard Gwall And we Claughed through the Gsmoke Dand the GsmellGsus4 G C D G' f#G Em7 Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane C bC Am7 D D7 Past the jail and down behind the fountain Those were Ghappy D7days, in so Cmany, many Gways In the Ctown I Gloved Dso Gwell 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