Biography:
Composer, producer and performer Phil Coulter was the reigning king of contemporary Celtic music, becoming the best-selling Irish artist of his generation. Born in Derry, Northern Ireland in 1942, Coulter began his career while studying music at Belfast's Queens University, writing the Capitol Showband's 1963 hit "Foolin' Time" and later penning the ensemble's 1965 Eurovision Song Contest entry "Walking the Streets in the Rain." Other notable compositions
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The Town I Loved So Well}
{subtitle: the Dubliners}
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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
enjoy
any improvements e-mail me at [email protected]
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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
enjoy
any improvements e-mail me at [email protected]
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