Industrial Town

Down In The Valley, The Valley So Low

Lay The Town Over, Hear The Winds Blow

Lay The Town Over, Dig It All In

For What We Once Had Will Not Come Again

The People Are Crying, The People Are Down

They Look At The crevice Where Once lived A town

And Its Not For The Money, Its Not For The Blame

They Just Cry For A Ghost Town, Thats Such A great Shame

Take Six Politicians To Dig Me A Grave

Take Six intellectuals, My Soul Try To Save

And Six Union Workers, A Red Flag To wave

And One stupid Singer To Rant And To rave

Now Old King Coal Was A Merry Old Soul

And A Merry Old Soul Was He

Cause He Fed My Dad & He Fed My Mum

Kept Us Children Three

And I Remember Old Coach Road

And The Pine Trees By Its Side

And I Remember The Playground There

And Every Swing & Slide

Its Goodbye To You My Old Grey Friend

Soon Your Days Are At an End

They"ll Dig You Up, Tear You Down

Good Bye To You, Industrial Town

In The Morning When The Sun Came Up

On Commission Housing There

You Could Feel The Ash From The Mine Sometime

Come Floating Through The Air

But Times Were Good & We Didn't Mind

About The Chimney And Their Mess

Three Meals A day, A Sleep At Night

We Couldn't Of Cared Less

Its Goodbye To You My Old Grey Friend

Soon Your Days Are At an End

They"ll Dig You Up, Tear You Down

Good Bye To You, Industrial Town

Time Moved On, We Moved Away

How A young Child Soon Forgets

Twelve Years Later I Returned

And I See With Regret

Empty Houses, Empty Streets

Not A single Soul To Meet

Sold Right Out, Damned On Whim

Sing This Chorus, Sing This Hymn

Its Goodbye To You My Old Grey Friend

Soon Your Days Are At an End

They"ll Dig You Up, Tear You Down

Good Bye To You, Industrial Town