Steeltown By Big Country. ------------------------- Here I stand with my own kin At the end of everything Finaly the dream has gone I`ve nothing left to hang upon I came here with all my friends Leaving behind the wait of years Leaving alone in a flood of tears Out on a prospect that never ends All the landscape was the mill Grim as the reaper with a heart like hell With a river of boddies Flowing with the bell We built it all with our own hands But who could know we built on sand But now it`s barren all to soon There`s no miracle in ruin We set the flame and it burned so blue With open eyes I watched it grow A sea of palms in an ocean of snow Hands with the corage to start anew Here was a home for the lost and scared Out of the yards and dry docks The call of the steel that would never stop There was a refuge for those who dared In a steeltown When the heat`s on I went down And the heat turned on me Here I stand with my own kin At the end of everything Finaly the dream has gone I`ve nothing left to hang upon In a steeltown When the heat`s on I went down And the heat turned on me >From the L.P./Cassette "Steeltown".
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