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This is just a coal town
And all the people there
Are sheltering from the cold winds
On the crest of the big bleak hill

And Mary's got an argument
The argument's quite loud
And the shouting's entertainment
To the other folk around

And the gossips been getting out of hand
It's a ruthless old sound
And no ones out there working
'Cos there's none to be found
And when the steam builds up inside you
And there's no place to fall
Well there is nothing quite as harmful
As the slow moving day

It's a town that they make films about
Because the bleak's quite beautiful
When the light and the delicate features
Are captured very still

And so much far all the history
The Martyrs and the Kings -
When the fight that was the good fight
Was the fight that you didn't win
This is just a coal town   And all the people there   Are sheltering from the cold winds   On the crest of the big bleak hill      And Mary's got an argument   The argument's quite loud   And the shouting's entertainment   To the other folk around      And the gossips been getting out of hand   It's a ruthless old sound   And no ones out there working   'Cos there's none to be found   And when the steam builds up inside you   And there's no place to fall   Well there is nothing quite as harmful   As the slow moving day      It's a town that they make films about   Because the bleak's quite beautiful   When the light and the delicate features   Are captured very still      And so much far all the history   The Martyrs and the Kings -   When the fight that was the good fight   Was the fight that you didn't win