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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morrissey
Morrissey
Vocals
Alain Whyte
Alain Whyte
Guitar
Jonny Bridgwood
Jonny Bridgwood
Bass Guitar
Boz Boorer
Boz Boorer
Guitar
Chrissie Hynde
Chrissie Hynde
Background Vocals
Gary Day
Gary Day
Bass Guitar
Woodie Taylor
Woodie Taylor
Drums
Spencer Cobrin
Spencer Cobrin
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morrissey
Morrissey
Songwriter
Alain Whyte
Alain Whyte
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Boz Boorer
Boz Boorer
Producer
Chris Dickie
Chris Dickie
Engineer
Danton Supple
Danton Supple
Engineer
Steve Lillywhite
Steve Lillywhite
Producer
Joely Fether
Joely Fether
Producer

Lyrics

Losing in front of your home crowd You wished the ground Would open up and take you down And will time never pass? Will time never pass for us? Your weary wife is walking away Your nephew, it's true Well, he thinks the world of you And I have to close my eyes Losing in front of your home town The crowd call your name They love you all the same The sound, the smell, and the spray You will take them all away And they'll stay 'til the grave Your weary wife is walking away Your nephew, it's true Well, he thinks the world of you And I have to close my eyes Losing in your home town Hell is the bell That we'll not ring again You will return one day Oh, because of all the things That you see when your eyes close Your weary wife walking away Your nephew, it's true He still thinks the world of you And I have to dry my eyes
Writer(s): Steven Morrissey, Alain Gordon Whyte Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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