runrig – the work song lyrics
my father came from a highland home
i was raised in a lowland town
he fought his life for a heartless soil
i watched the burning wheels go round
i tried to break out i grew my hair
i kicked the ball and i made the grade
the more i kicked the more i wept
this is a hopeless heartless cage
we spoke in silence we cursed in vain
then i shook the old man’s hand
if he could see me now he’d be ashamed
is this the son that became a man
he knew his place and he knew his pride
they’ve made a freeman of this slave
no there was never beauty here but there was life
what now for a freeman in his grave
so what will i tell the woman i love
lying in her arms as the sun goes down
you tell me you can live on love
rivers of plenty, money to burn
and as i lie across her br–sts
i feel the heartbeat of an unborn love
i close my eyes and i pray to god
make this a daughter not a son
a man must work his hands
a man must bare his brow
a man must hold his head high
as we walks on through this world
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