this is by phil coulter, "the town i loved so well." ♪ in my memory, i will always see ♪ ♪ the town thatre happy days ♪ in so many, many ways ♪ in the town i loved so well ♪ there was music there in the derry air ♪ ♪ like a language that we could all understand ♪ ♪ i remember the day that i earned my first pay ♪ ♪ when i played in a small pickup band ♪ ♪ there i spent my youth ♪ and to tell you the truth ♪ i was sad to leave it all behind me ♪ ♪ for i'd learned about life ♪ and i'd found a wife ♪ in the town i loved so well ♪ but when i returned how my eyes were burned ♪ ♪ to see how a town could be brought to its knees ♪ ♪ by the armored cars and the bombed out bars ♪ ♪ and the gas that hangs on to every breeze ♪ ♪ now the army's installed by the old gas yard wall ♪ ♪ and that damned barbed wire gets higher and higher ♪ ♪ with their tanks and their guns ♪ ♪ oh my god, what have they done ♪ ♪ to the town i loved so well ♪ now the music's gone but they carry on ♪ ♪ for their spirit's been bruised, never broken ♪ ♪ they will not forget ♪ though their hearts are set ♪ on tomorrow and peace

tremendous songs written about fathers to bring back the memory of someone you really love, and phil coulterd it's called "the old man." ♪ the tears have all been shed now we've said our last goodbye his soul's been blessed he's laid to rest and now i feel alone he was more than just a father a teacher, my best friend he can still be heard in the tunes we shared when we play them on our own and i never will forget him