What a bloody shame Lost and gone the quietness of the rolling sea Having lost my home No more to fish and swim in the Sol Skerri
Gone are the hills and the misty valleys The pipeline's coming through Gone are the streams where the salmon leaps The pipeline's coming through
A city born Spreading over all, watch it take its hold Like a barren tree Just a silhouette of black upon gold
Gone are the hills and the misty valleys The pipeline's coming through Gone are the streams where the salmon leaps The pipeline's coming through
It's a bloody shame A thousand years of nature's mysterious ways All torn apart And in her place the starkness of an industrial maze
Gone are the hills and the misty valleys The pipeline's coming through Gone are the streams where the salmon leaps The pipeline's coming throughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
