It's Nice To Be Out In The Morning

It's nice to be out in the morning

When you've got somewhere to go

But seeing the same old faces

That can make you feel so low

Ardwick Green where the grass is grey

Beswick, Hulme, and Harpurhey

Whalley Range where the tomcats roam

They're not the sights of Rome

But it's home

It's nice to be out in the morning

When you've got somewhere to go

But seeing the same old places

That can make you feel so low

Besses o' the Barn where the brass bands blow

Home of the heights where the chimneys grow

Boggart Hall Clough with its concrete flowers

It's not the Taj Mahal

But it's ours

But the town is people more than things

It's the mums and dads and kids and love that give it life

Oh, it's nice to be out in the morning

When you've got somewhere to go

But seeing the same old places

That can make you feel so low

United's ground where the champions score

A hundred goals to the reds stand's roar

And Bobby Charlton, Best and Law

It's a most fantastic day

When they play

It's nice to be out in the morning

When you've got somewhere to go

It makes you feel good when you're riding

To the places that you know

Ardwick Green where the grass is grey

Beswick, Hulme, and Harpurhey

Whalley Range where the tomcats roam

They're not the sights of Rome

But it's home