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It's Nice to Be Out In the Morning

It's nice to be out in the morning

When you've got somewhere to go

But seeing the same old faces

That can make you feel so lowArdwick Green where the grass is grey

Beswick, Hulme, and Harpurhey

Whalley Range where the tomcats roam

They're not the sights of Rome

But it's homeIt's nice to be out in the morning

When you've got somewhere to go

But seeing the same old places

That can make you feel so lowBesses o' the Barn where the brass bands blow

Home of the heights where the chimneys grow

Boggart Hall Clough with its concrete flowers

It's not the Taj Mahal

But it's oursBut the town is people more than things

It's the mums and dads and kids and love that give it lifeOh, it's nice to be out in the morning

When you've got somewhere to go

But seeing the same old places

That can make you feel so lowUnited's ground where the champions score

A hundred goals to the reds stand's roar

And Bobby Charlton, Best and Law

It's a most fantastic day

When they playIt's nice to be out in the morning

When you've got somewhere to go

It makes you feel good when you're riding

To the places that you knowArdwick Green where the grass is grey

Beswick, Hulme, and Harpurhey

Whalley Range where the tomcats roam

They're not the sights of Rome

But it's home

Songwriters

GRAHAM GOULDMANPublished by

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