l'm from the town drenched in football and rain 
that fathered the terrible twins 
tom murphy the footballer, playwright and singer 
he left to spread his wide wings 

where the dance halls once buzzing with shifts and refusals 
stand silent dejected and cold 
where they played basketball for a longer duration 
than anywhere else in the world 

chorus: 
we're all the way from tuam 
      all the way from tuam 
with a rock solid spirit, that'll never be broken 
there's songs to be sung, and there's words to be spoken 
from the town that was built, where the cart wheel was broken 

we're all the way from tuam 
      all the way from tuam 

l still remember, the white star being open(2nd chorus) 

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no matter where you're from,everyone local

 
where we'd spend  all the weekends to help pass the winter 
playing soccer above in parkmore 
or we'd travel away for a match into galway 
in the swamp or out in renmore 
they'd be calling us smokies the lads from the city 
but l didn't care what they called me 
just plank it in lively across for the noodle, 
sham his jills with the k.d's a gomey 

chorus: 

here in the town where the high king once ruled 
with the wisdom of ages gone by 
the grey stone cathedral spiers are dwarfed 
by a tall metal tower in the sky 
where the traveller's are settling, and the settled gone travelling 
the pubs full of gossip and rumour 
you'll never better the people of tuam 
for their power, passion, packets and humour 

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