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We found so much to do
More to do... than we had the time
We'd chase whatever moved
Never lose... till I went down the mine

We knew, or thought we knew
All there was to know - like young men do
And we were happy too
Played the fool - till I went down the mine
Life was just one big round
The rain was never pissing down

Grey and slanting northern rain
Will our lives ever feel the same
You wave the boys off - what a game
Washed up, dried up, put away
Staring at the window pane
At nothing but northern rain

Now that you've grown
When you leave home
We'll just have one less to care for
Left on our own
Sometimes I wonder what are we here for
God knows what I'm supposed to do
With my time - yesterday it was fine
It's no use without you

Grey and slanting northern rain
Will our lives ever feel the same
You wave the boys off - what a game
Washed up, dried up, put away
Staring at the window pane, at
Nothing but northern...
Nothing but northern...
Nothing but northern... rain

Goodnight Mr Bolton
Goodnight, lad...

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