Rubble
There once was a church on East beach
south of highway 49
now all the kids in the town they were married there
one weekend at a time
and now its rubble
now its rubble
now its rubble
now its rubble
The bankers boy met the debutant
they were married in July
but it turns out he was a gambler
and he left her high and dry
When the walls fall before your eyes
you build it back up again
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone
by stone
Down in a South Wales Valley
there was a booming mining town
where every working man was someone
until Maggie shut them down
and now they're rubble
now they're rubble
now they're rubble
now they're rubble
So the miners son left the valley
he needed something that would pay
so he could send all money to his family
to keep the bailiffs' at bay
when the walls fall before your eyes
you build it back up again
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone by stone
My roots are in this Valley
my folks married in that church
the bankers boy was my daddy
and I'll be buried in this earth
underneath this rubble
underneath this rubble
underneath this rubble
underneath this rubble
south of highway 49
now all the kids in the town they were married there
one weekend at a time
and now its rubble
now its rubble
now its rubble
now its rubble
The bankers boy met the debutant
they were married in July
but it turns out he was a gambler
and he left her high and dry
When the walls fall before your eyes
you build it back up again
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone
by stone
Down in a South Wales Valley
there was a booming mining town
where every working man was someone
until Maggie shut them down
and now they're rubble
now they're rubble
now they're rubble
now they're rubble
So the miners son left the valley
he needed something that would pay
so he could send all money to his family
to keep the bailiffs' at bay
when the walls fall before your eyes
you build it back up again
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone
got to take it
stone by stone by stone
My roots are in this Valley
my folks married in that church
the bankers boy was my daddy
and I'll be buried in this earth
underneath this rubble
underneath this rubble
underneath this rubble
underneath this rubble
Credits
Writer(s): Al Lewis, Alva Leigh Peden
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