Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Vocais
Eoghan O'Neill
Eoghan O'Neill
Baixo
Adrian Rea
Adrian Rea
Bateria
Dave Mattacks
Dave Mattacks
Bateria
Jerry Donahue
Jerry Donahue
Violão
Robert Ahwai
Robert Ahwai
Violão
Kevin Leach
Kevin Leach
Teclados
Max Middleton
Max Middleton
Teclados
Martin Ditcham
Martin Ditcham
Percussão
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Chris Rea
Chris Rea
Produção
Jean Jacques Lemoine
Jean Jacques Lemoine
Engenharia
Justin Shirley-Smith
Justin Shirley-Smith
Engenharia
Stewart Eales
Stewart Eales
Engenharia
Jon Kelly
Jon Kelly
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

Driving down from the highland line
We done some gigs on the Clyde and the Tyne
They flew us in from a Hamburg strip
The taste of Dusseldorf still on our lips
And on the bus there is a friend of mine
We go way back to the scene of the crime
We sit up front and share a cigarette
And try to remember what we tried to forget
He say "Do you remember?"
He say "Do you recall?"
I say: "yeah, I remember"
"Oh, I remember it all"
Every time that cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
Late night trains shunting down by the river
I remember windy town
We come so far and we move so fast
Making hay, see it all go past
Round the world and round again
Up and down on that gravy train
But every time that cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
The east coast cross winds on the cold wet stone
I remember windy town
The freezing corners and the empty streets
The burning passion and the cold wet feet
Three tricky miles home every night
Dodging from the shadows underneath those amber light
No car for kissing and nowhere to go
Except inside each other and I loved you so
I held your face as you shivered in the rain
Girl, I'll always love you and I'll love you again
Oh, everytime
Yeah, everytime
Every time that cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
Late night trains shunting down by the river
I remember windy town
Every time that cold wind blows
Every time I hear that sound
The east coast cross winds on the cold wet stone
I remember, I remember windy town
I recall
Oh, windy, windy town
Oh, windy town
Written by: Chris Rea
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