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