Big Country – In This Place

All the years I spent in this place

The friends I knew here,

I loved every face

I loved the smoke, the heat and the noise

But the profits too small

For the black-suited boys

Oh angel, it’s coming down stone by stone

It’s breaking up home by home

Take it away, take it away

In this place I will lay my life down

In this place I will let you carry me

As I age so my learnig grows

I still touch the vision

I still smell the rose in this place

All the years I lived in this place

The people I knew here,

I loved every face

I loved the parties, the funerals and fights

The supermarket needs my land

I have no rights

Oh angel, it’s coming down stone by stone

It’s breaking up home by home

Take it away, take it away

In this place I will lay my life down

In this place I will let you carry me

As I age so my learnig grows

I still touch the vision

I still smell the rose in this place

All the years I spent in this place

The childeren we raised here,

I loved this country, the land of my birth

But how much am I wnated

How much am I worth

Oh angel, it’s coming down stone by stone

It’s breaking up home by home

Take it away, take it away

In this place I will lay my life down

In this place I will let you carry me

As I age so my learnig grows

I still touch the vision

I still smell the rose in this place