The best song written about Liverpool since Penny Lane/Strawberry Fields Forever.
I can bore the arse off anyone talking about Amsterdam but I don't care. Ian Prowse is one of the best, most genuine musicians ever to come out of Merseyside and is a truly lovely, nice guy to boot. It is a crime that he is not embraced by the world when gimps like Blunt, Martin and Chaplin are treated like rock aristocracy - none of them are fit to tune his guitar.
A live Amsterdam CD is out imminently - buy it now. The new studio album will be out in the New Year - seek it out and cherish it. (Feels Like) Growin' Up will melt your heart. But 'Does This Train...' will break it.
McKenzie's soul lies above the ground in that
pyramid near Maryland (Street)
Easyjet is hanging in the air
takin' everyone to everywhere
See the slave ships sailing into port
the blood of Africa is on every wall
Now there's a ley line runs down Mathew Street
it's giving energy to all it meets
Hey does this train stop
does this train stop on Merseyside?
Alan Williams in the Marlboro' Arms
giving his story out to everyone
Famine boats are anchored in the bay
bringing in the poor and desperate
Hey does this train stop
does this train stop on Merseyside?
Boston babies bouncing on the ground
The Riggers beamin' out to every town
Can't conceive what those children done
guess there's a meanness in the soul of man
Yorkshire policemen chat with folded arms
while people try and save their fellow fans
Why don't you remember?
Why indeed. Remember. Remember the 96. Remember little Jamie. Remember Rhys and Madeline. Remember.
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I agree - I love this song. It's one of those rare songs that chill and delight at the same time. I heard it on the Bob Harris show a couple of years ago and have been Lstening Again to it ever since. Very handy having the (stunnng) lyrics here.
Gareth Calway
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