They used to build big ships here
They used to make them tall
Now there are no shipyards here at all
They used to dig for coal here
They used to scrape and crawl
Now there are no coalfields here at all

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Heart and soul
Heart and soul
It's in the rhythm of a dancer

In all the words that's ever sung
Sweetly from the honest tongue
With music there to melt the snow
Rising from the fiddle bow

Chorus...

In the milling of the factory steel
In the clicking of the spinning wheel
In all those working years
In a working mans' blood sweat and tears

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It's always in the smile that greets you
When the morning sun it wakes you
In the beauty of her bright blue eyes
Light beauty of the northern skies