Clifford T. Ward - Birmingham lyrics

Birmingham, don't mean the one over in Alabam There is no-one who's been through more than you And still come through with love to spare You really care, you lovely lady you Birmingham, with your air so cosmopolitan Well I don't mean that disrespectfully For you have always shared you home With all who've come to love you like I do INSTRUMENTAL It's time you city people turned to look And take a leaf out of this lady's book Birmingham, you may not be a Venice or a Cannes But you have shown us what life's all about It's time to shout your praises round They'll never knock you down We love you Birmingham Birmingham Good old Birm Birmingham