I have lived in Neville's Cross,
But it's not famous for me
That's the opening line
Of an ancient song of mine
We had great fun trying to play
Every other Wednesday

No-one had seen
Such a greatest hits machine
All coming through the mirrors
I threw away old verses we would play
Those words were too wild for us
But I still love the chorus

It always rains in Durham County
Your ears are raw and your hair is wet
But don't you worry in Durham County
What you're really feeling you soon forget

We won't be told that the past was pure gold
We were there and it wasn't
Once in a while, let's look and smile
To the days when buses brought us
To the home of Ansa Motors

It always rains in Durham County
Your ears are raw and your hair is wet
But don't you worry in Durham County
What you're really feeling you soon forget

It always rains in Durham County
Though moments of laughter sometimes intervene
The days are complex in Durham County
Or they are simple or in between, yeah yeah