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Fecha de emisión: 22.04.2021
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Yesterday's Men |
'Twas Joey the weasel that gave us the wire |
They were closing our factory down |
Though we didn’t believe him and we called him a liar |
The redundancy letters came round |
As we read them in silence, I choked back a tear |
It was hard to believe after twenty-odd years |
Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates |
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic |
Oh, We gave them our best years now they’ve paid us back |
By making us yesterday’s men |
Sure as hell |
By making us yesterday’s men |
So We said our goodbyes by the factory gates |
One cold Friday evening last year |
And I saw it all there in the eyes of ma mates |
The anger, the sadness, the fear |
Like our fathers before us we worked there with pride |
Now we fought back the bitterness burning inside |
Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates |
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic |
Oh we gave them our best years now they’ve paid us back |
By making us yesterday’s men |
Sure as hell |
By making us yesterday’s men |
Ah Now Jimmy, said she |
Give the kids a few bob |
After all, sure it is Friday night |
But How could I tell her I was out of a job |
From now on things were going to be tight |
How well I remember it cut like a knife |
I was never a day on the dole in my life |
Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates |
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic |
Oh, We gave them our best years now they’ve paid us back |
By making us yesterday’s men |
Sure as hell |
By making us yesterday’s men |
The machines now are silent, the workbenches bare |
And there’s dust on the factory floor |
They’ve boarded the windows and have chained up the gates |
And have padlocked the factory door |
Now I’m on the scrap-heap, and I’m thirty-nine |
Just one of the hundreds, shot down in my prime |
Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates |
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic |
Oh, We gave them our best years now they’ve paid us back |
By making us yesterday’s men |
Sure as hell |
By making us yesterday’s men |
Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates |
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic |
Oh, We gave them our best years now they’ve paid us back |
By making us yesterday’s men |
Sure as hell |
By making us yesterday’s men |