My Hometown
Author	Bruce Springsteen
Tour	Unforgettable Fire
Date	June 29, 1985
Location	Croke Park in Dublin, Ireland
Streaming   Real Audio	4 minutes 13 seconds
Downlaoad	518 Kb

   
The was U2's first in Ireland in almost 2 years, and sold out easily.   

At the end of the show, Bono says, "Well, they're saying backstage that this is the friendliest crowd they have ever seen in a place like this!  Fifty-seven thousand people -- no problem!  About a year and a half ago I was sitting in a coffee bar with a singer/songwriter that I've got to know.  I was talking to him about a song of his that he had written.  A song I said that when we play Dublin, I would like to play it for the people of Dublin.  He said he would be both proud and pleased that we should do this.  His name was Bruce Springsteen, the song is My Hometown.  This is for my father."  

This is the only time U2 has ever performed this song. 

Background text taken from U2: A Concert Documentary 

My Hometown 

I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand 
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man 
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town 
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around 
This is your hometown, this is your hometown 
This is your hometown, this is your hometown 

In `65 tension was running high at my high school 
There was a lot of fights between the black and white 
There was nothing you could do 
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun 
Words were passed in a shotgun blast 
Troubled times had come to my hometown 
My hometown, my hometown, my hometown 

Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores 
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more 
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks 
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to 
Your hometown, your hometown, your hometown, your hometown 

Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out 
Packing up our bags maybe heading south 
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now 
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look 
around 
This is your hometown