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Belfast Child 
Medium
by Simple Minds
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When my love said to me
meet me by the gallow tree
for it's sad news I bring
about this old town and all that it's offering
some say troubles abound
some day soon they're gonna pull the old down
one day we'll here,
when the again
Brothers where are you now
as I look for you through the crowd
all my life I've spent
with my faith in god the church and the government
but there's abound
some day soon they're pull the old town down
One day we'll here,
when the belfast child sings again
when the belfast child again
Some come billy, won't you come on home
mary, you've been away so long
the streets are empty, and your mother's gone
the girls are crying, it's oh so long
and your father's calling, on home
won't you come on home, won't you come on home
Ome back people, you've a while
and the war is raging, in the emerald isle
that's flesh and blood man, that's and blood
all the are crying but all's not lost
The streets are empty, the are cold
won't you on home, won't you on home
The are empty
life goes on
One day we'll return here
when the belfast child sings again
when the belfast child
meet me by the gallow tree
for it's sad news I bring
about this old town and all that it's offering
some say troubles abound
some day soon they're gonna pull the old down
one day we'll here,
when the again
Brothers where are you now
as I look for you through the crowd
all my life I've spent
with my faith in god the church and the government
but there's abound
some day soon they're pull the old town down
One day we'll here,
when the belfast child sings again
when the belfast child again
Some come billy, won't you come on home
mary, you've been away so long
the streets are empty, and your mother's gone
the girls are crying, it's oh so long
and your father's calling, on home
won't you come on home, won't you come on home
Ome back people, you've a while
and the war is raging, in the emerald isle
that's flesh and blood man, that's and blood
all the are crying but all's not lost
The streets are empty, the are cold
won't you on home, won't you on home
The are empty
life goes on
One day we'll return here
when the belfast child sings again
when the belfast child
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