B-Charme - deeside(56 visits)

The iron gates clang in a steel mill town

A man breaks down to that unemployment sound

He takes a last walk down that old coast road

In the dying death throes of all that he knows

The sight of those men walking through the gates

Is like a lame pit pony at the end of its days

In a Deeside town eight thousand went down

On a February day in the driving rain

No winners just losers and cuts and bruises

As the picket lines fell, the industry died

Oh there's still one question after all this time

Is a working man bom to live and then die?

To build the ships to set the sails

To cross the sea of fools

To be dealt the cards

To play our hand

To win or else to lose

In this cruel world that kicks a man when he's down

Down to the ground

In a Deeside town

And Lady Luck smiles on the few in this world

And I hope and I pray she smiles on you

No I ain't gonna preach, I ain't gonna teach

I 'm just gonna sing about the things that I need

I need a little bit of love, a little bit of hope

A little bit of strength, some fuel for the fire

To build the ships to set the sails

To cross the sea of fools

To be dealt the cards

To play our hand

To win or else to lose

In this cruel world that kicks a man when he's down.

And all around the world the lights are going down.













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