Manchester

Plains and painted trees, the long south willow street
A raging river turning
Feelings never change, the names remain the same, and children go on learning

Like all the town she fights, she prays she'll do it right
With nature's sounds to guide her safely through the night

All of Manchester together to carry on the weight that is life, that has changed over night
Let the good lend their hand and the old teach the young
This is all of Manchester together to carry us on

Shades of red and white in the blinking of an eye, the blues not far behind
Free to live for the price of the cold November night
A chill that never dies

Like all the town she fights, she prays she'll do it right
With nature's sounds to guide her safely through the night

All of Manchester together to carry on the weight that is life, that has changed over night
Let the good lend their hand and the old teach the young
This is all of Manchester together to carry us on

All of Manchester...

Father Roger speaks, he brings us to our knees...
Oh it's beautiful

All of Manchester together to carry on the weight that is life, that has changed over night
Let the good lend their hand and the old teach the young
This is all of Manchester together to carry us on