Shadow Town

SHADOW TOWN A shadow town with only a past Abandon hope all ye who cross The black iron bridge over the smell of the Tyne Tyres hiss on the wet road as they pass And leave me here in the dark Murky rain dirty roads November in Gateshead In the shadow of gloriously dirty Newcastle ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Note Anyone who had the misfortune to live in Gateshead in the 1970s will understand the feelings in this verse.