Из альбома: Working Man's Café
I was walking on the coast road
When the harbour came in view
It was there I saw the hilltop
That I used to walk with you
We'd sing of the old country
Now it's such a lonesome climb
Our world faded once when you were mine
Why is true love so difficult to find
Wish you were here to see it with me
One more time
Lalalala lalalala lalalala lala
Wish you were here to sing it with me
One more time
Those economic vultures
Stole our dreams and told us tales
Then they towed away our culture
To their depot in south Wales
Corporations get the tax breaks
While the city gets the crime
The profit's going somewhere
But it isn't yours or mine
Still we blindly trust in the divine
Let's sing for the old country
Come on, one more time
Lalalala lalalala lalalala oh oh
Let's sing it loud with feeling
Come on, one more time
You know I must be leaving
And I know you've got to stay
But you know that I'll be grieving
When you're so far away
And if this should be the last time
I should ever see your face
Let's part with no hard feeling
And a positive embrace
And I will speak well of you
When they ask when you were mine
Till then the jet stream up above
Shows us the warning signs
Till we meet again bravely walk the line
Let's sing it loud with feeling
Come on, one more time
Lalalala lalalala lalalala oh oh
Let's sing for the old country
Come on, one more, one more time