Campagna (Italian: pronounced [kamˈpaɲɲa]) is a small town and comune of the province of Salerno, in the Campania region of Southern Italy. In 2010 its population was 16,183.
The town, located in a mountainous district, gradually lost importance in the 20th century. All its district offices have been moved to other cities since the 1930s, and the Diocese of Campagna merged with the Archdiocese of Salerno in 1973.
During World War II, the Campagna was the site of an internment camp. The Bishop Giuseppe Maria Palatucci turned the camp into a shelter for Italian and foreign Jews, many of them sent there for protection by his nephew Giovanni Palatucci; Giovanni was later honored as a Righteous Among the Nations by the Yad Vashem Holocaust Memorial. Much of this is documented in Elizabeth Bettina's book, It Happened in Italy.
Campagna borders with Acerno, Contursi Terme, Eboli, Olevano sul Tusciano, Oliveto Citra, Postiglione, Serre and Senerchia (this one in the Province of Avellino),
Campagna is a town in the Campania region of southern Italy.
Campagna also may refer to:
Alarm goes off at seven
And you start uptown
You put in your eight hours
For the powers that have always been
Till it's five P.M
Then You go
Downtown
Where the folks are broke
Downtown
Where your life's a joke
Downtown
When you buy your token
You go
Home to skid row
Yes, you go
Downtown
Where the cabs don't stop
Downtown
Where the food is slop
Downtown
Where the hop-heads flop
In the snow
Down on Skid Row
Uptown you cater to a million jerks
Uptown you're messengers and
Mailroom clerks
Eating all your lunches at the
Hot dog carts
The bosses take your money
And they break your hearts
Uptown you cater to a million whores
You disinfect terrazzo on their
Bathroom floors
Your morning's tribulation
Afternoon's a curse
And five o'clock is even worse
That's when you go
Downtown
Where the guys are drips
Downtown
Where they rip your slips
Downtown
Where relationships are no go
Down on skid row
Down on skid row
Down on skid row
Down on skid row
Down on skid row
Down on skid row
Down on skid row
Down on skid row
Poor! All my life I've always been poor
I keep asking God what I'm for
And he tells me "Gee, I'm not sure
Sweep that floor, kid."
Oh, I started life as an orphan
A child of the street
Here on skid row
He took me in, gave me shelter, a bed
Crust of bread and a job
Treats me like dirt, calls me a slob
Which I am
So I live
Downtown
That's your home address
Ya live Downtown
When your life's a mess
Ya live Downtown
Where depression's just
Status Quo
Down on skid row
Someone show me a way to get
Outta here
'Cause I constantly pray I'll get
Outta here
Please, won't somebody say I'll get
Outta here
Someone gimme my shot or I'll
Rot here
Downtown
There's no rules for us
Downtown
'Cause it's dangerous
Downtown
Where the rainbow's jus a no-show
Downtown
Where the sun don't shine
Downtown
Past the bottom line
Downtown
Go ask any wino, he'll know
I'll do I dunno what to get outta skid
Downtown
But a hell of a lot to get outta skid
Downtown
People tell me there's not a way outta skid
Downtown
But believe me I gotta get outta skid