This is when he came back to England isn't it? What a comeback, brilliant

Remarkable. I love this song. So dear to my heart. So few live renditions...

I have finished any superlative to describe the beauty of Morrissey songwriting. This live rendition is superb, thanks for posting.

beautiful, one of my favourite songs ever

A story read by Moz.....would make anyone Happy! Love you Morrissey!

My final moment with my dad, couldn't cope,never have seen a coward run to catch a plane away home.

Was there. So glad to stumble upon this 💗

floored.

Winter coming Winter push on (push on) Oh, winter push on Winter is so long Winter moves on The last night on Maudlin Street Goodbye house, goodbye stairs I was born here And I was raised here, and ...I took some stick here Love at first sight It may sound trite But it's true, you know I could list the detail Of everything you ever wore or said Or how you stood the day As we spent the last night On Maudlin Street "Goodbye house, forever!" I never stole a happy hour Around here Where the world's ugliest boy Became what you see Here I am - the ugliest man Oh, the last night on Maudlin Street Truly I do love you Oh, truly I do love you When I sleep With that picture of you framed beside my bed Oh, it's childish and it's silly But I think it's you in my room, by the bed (...yes, I told you it was silly...) And I know I took strange pills But I never meant to hurt you Oh, truly I love you Came home late one night Everyone had gone to bed But, you know No-one stays up for you I had sixteen stitches All around my head Oh, the last bus I missed to Maudlin Street So he drove me home in the Van Complaining, "Women only like me for my mind..." Don't leave your torch behind A powercut ahead; 1972, you know And so we crept through the park No, I cannot steal a pair of jeans off a clothesline For you But you...without clothes Oh, I could not keep a straight face Me - without clothes? Well, a nation turns its back and gags... I'm packed I am moving house A half-life disappears today With "every hand waves me on" (secretly wishing me gone) Well, I will be soon Ooh, I will be soon I will be soon I will be soon Will be soon, I will be soon Mmm...I will be soon, I will be soon There were bad times on Maudlin Street They took you away in a police car Inspector - don't you know? Don't you care? Don't you know - about love? Your gran died And your mother died On Maudlin Street In pain, and ashamed With never time to say Those special things...oh I took the key from Maudlin Street Well, it's only bricks and mortar! Oh, oh, truly I love you Oh, wherever you are Wherever you are Wherever you are I hope you're singing now Oh, I do hope I hope you're singing now Oh... Songwriters: Stephen Brian Street / Steven Morrissey / Steven Patrick Morrissey Late Night, Maudlin Street

@kesummers1 - You can download this version from iTunes

wow! thanks!!

❤Ooh go ahead, My 😂 GniKi, paint a giggle🎉 in Mine Own Throat😢 with amazing words😮 & music as 😅Yah, only You can😊

❤Cause😂 GREAT🎉 HAPPINESS😢 to erupt😮 in😅 Me😅, My Master😊...

are you okay?

Written by Morrissey and STEPHEN STREET. Please add that to your description. Morrissey doesn't write any music.