text: Its hard to feel whats in your head
  Where the gas lamps grow
  And the garbage blows
  Around the paper stands
  And a baby cried
  And I saw a light
  And I wondered where
  And I wondered why
  Thered be a loss of life
  Down here tonight
  Down on Western Ford Gateway
  Thats a place where the dead say
  That a man lives no more
  That his fair share of days
  Down on Western Ford Gateway
  It flowed upon the cobbled floor
  For the bottles dead
  And theyre drunk again
  By the tavern door
  And a baby cried
  And I saw a light
  And I wondered where
  And I wondered why
  Thered be a loss of life
  Down here tonight
  Down on Western Ford Gateway
  Thats a place where the dead say
  That a man lives no more
  That his fair share of days
  Down on Western Ford Gateway