In This Place By Big Country. -----------------------------All the years I spent in this placeThe friends I knew here,I loved every faceI loved the smoke, the heat and the noiseBut the profits too smallFor the black-suited boysOh angel, it's coming down stone by stoneIt's breaking up home by homeTake it away, take it awayIn this place I will lay my life downIn this place I will let you carry meAs I age so my learnig growsI still touch the visionI still smell the rose in this placeAll the years I lived in this placeThe people I knew here,I loved every faceI loved the parties, the funerals and fightsThe supermarket needs my landI have no rightsOh angel, it's coming down stone by stoneIt's breaking up home by homeTake it away, take it awayIn this place I will lay my life downIn this place I will let you carry meAs I age so my learnig growsI still touch the visionI still smell the rose in this placeAll the years I spent in this placeThe childeren we raised here,I loved this country, the land of my birthBut how much am I wnatedHow much am I worthOh angel, it's coming down stone by stoneIt's breaking up home by homeTake it away, take it awayIn this place I will lay my life downIn this place I will let you carry meAs I age so my learnig growsI still touch the visionI still smell the rose in this place>From the L.P. / Cassette "Peace in Our Time"