Richard Thompson - Drifting Through The Days

drifting through the days

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sitting in the evening dreaming of the old times
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when a job was there for the steady and strong
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i see old faces flickering in the firelight
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faces of condemned men who did no wrong

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drifting through the days , drifting through the days

a man needs work for his own salvation
a man feels reward for his sweat and his pain
but life’s satisfaction has passed us over
and many in this town won’t see work again

drifting through the days , drifting through the days

i’ve stood at the gates of a hundred factories
walked off to other towns looking for pay
now my hope is gone and i’m crushed like the others
the army of forgotten men , mouldering away

drifting through the days , drifting through the days
drifting through the days

by : jose duarte
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