All the years I spent in this place
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The friends I knew here,
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I loved every face
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I loved the smoke, the heat and the noise
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But the profits too small
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For the black-suited boys
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Oh angel, it's coming down stone by stone
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It's breaking up home by home
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Take it away, take it away
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In this place I will lay my life down
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In this place I will let you carry me
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As I age so my learnig grows
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I still touch the vision
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I still smell the rose in this place
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All the years I lived in this place
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The people I knew here,
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I loved every face
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I loved the parties, the funerals and fights
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The supermarket needs my land
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I have no rights
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Oh angel, it's coming down stone by stone
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It's breaking up home by home
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Take it away, take it away
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In this place I will lay my life down
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In this place I will let you carry me
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As I age so my learnig grows
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I still touch the vision
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I still smell the rose in this place
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All the years I spent in this place
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The childeren we raised here,
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I loved this country, the land of my birth
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But how much am I wnated
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How much am I worth
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Oh angel, it's coming down stone by stone
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It's breaking up home by home
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Take it away, take it away
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In this place I will lay my life down
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In this place I will let you carry me
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As I age so my learnig grows
|
I still touch the vision
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I still smell the rose in this place
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In This Place
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| Big Country |
