The Alarm - Hallowed Ground Lyrics
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Hallowed Ground
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What Are The Lyrics For Hallowed Ground By The Alarm?
Well the docks lie crippled
In the northem towns The boys have all gone away Trying to find work down south And mister I walk in the valley of the shadow Won't someone have mercy on my soul On my soul, soul, soul HALLOWED GROUND how sad is the sound In a valley that once sang out sang proud HALLOWED GROUND where the ships run aground To die in the harbour in a rust ridden town, town, town, town Now I've seen the future And I've seen the past And I've seen the lights go down On this world fading fast And mister I walk in the valley of the shadow Won't someone have mercy on my soul On my soul, soul, soul HALLOWED GROUND how sad is the sound In a valley that once sang out sang proud HALLOWED GROUND where the ships run aground To die in the harbour in a rust ridden town, town, town, town And mister I walk in the valley of the shadow Won't someone have mercy on my soul On my soul, soul, soul HALLOWED GROUND how sad is the sound In a valley that once sang out sang proud HALLOWED GROUND where the ships run aground To die in the harbour in a rust ridden town, town, town, town Now I've got a wife and a young child Back home in my house Oh I've got someone I've got to take care of somehow |
Who Wrote Hallowed Ground By The Alarm?
Edward James Mac Donald, Michael Leslie Peters
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What's The Duration Of The Hallowed Ground By The Alarm?The duration of Hallowed Ground is 4:17 minutes and seconds. |
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