Tom Jones — Come Home Rhondda Boy

[Spoken]: At the end of the First World War weary men returned from the battlefield in Europe to a land fit for heroes Some how things don't turn out that way You see the Mine Lords in the country told the miners that they have to work for longer hours for less wages On the street through out the Rhonda valley in South Wales the battle cries rose Not a minute of the day not a penny off the pay the miners went on strike. It was a long and bitter fight Times were hard, children went hungry Many people left the valley of Wales to try and make better life for themselves in cities all over the World This song is dedicated to them and their descendants So you went and left your the valley all those years ago And many were the young men at the time And as you left the station you saw that you were leaving The rivers, the mountains and the mines You came into the city left your friends at home To make yourself a better life was your aim The heartbeat of the Rhondda is not the thing to see But it's always calling out your name Come home, come home to where you belong Back to the Rhondda, your land of soul The bright lights of the city are not what they seem Come home Rhondda boy where the valleys are green [Spoken]: So all of your life you've been home since you left your valley. Now you know nothing can compare Where else in all over this wide world could you stand on a mountain and hear a thousand voices fill the air Come home, come home to where you belong Back to the Rhondda, your land of soul The bright lights of the city are not what they seem Come home, Rhondda boy, where the valleys are green