Poor Toun Songtext / Lyric

I come from Poortoun

where the river leven runs

the mills are gone now

the reservoirs glint in the sun

and I left Poortoun

to live in sorrow on the run






My younger brother

died from taking heroine

my mother taking pills

to help her with the grieving

in empty churches

and in the valley in the rain

Now people see me

having trouble with the drink

like my friends from childhood

I feel my courage slowly sink

my mind is disappaering

and there is nothing left to think

And I see young boys

staring into burnt out cars

in chimes of anger

our children stand outside the bars

the men ignore them

and leave them to their empty wars



I come from Poortoun

where the river leven runs

the mills are gone now

the reservoirs glint in the sun

and I left Poortoun

to live in sorrow on the run