[00:00.000] 作曲 : Mike Quirke
[00:00.586]Say mate, have you seen the mills where the kids
[00:03.431]at the loom spit blood?
[00:05.712]Have you been in the mine when the fire-damp blew?
[00:07.988]Shipped as a hand with a freighter's crew
[00:09.700]or worked in a levy flood?
[00:12.270]Have you rotted wet in a grazing camp or scorched
[00:14.272]in a desert line?
[00:16.268]Have you done your night stint with your lamp,
[00:17.978]watching the timbers drip with damp
[00:20.257]or hear the oil rig whine?
[00:23.768]Have you had your pay held back for tools
[00:25.162]you never saw or could use?
[00:27.135]Have you gone like a fool with the other fools
[00:29.381]to the bosses saloon where the strong arm rules
[00:33.028]and cashed your time for booze?
[00:36.120]I do no kicking at god or fate.
[00:38.357]I keep my shoes for the road.
[00:40.602]The long, grey road, and I love it, mate,
[00:43.403]hay-foot, straw-foot, that's my gait,
[00:45.363]and I carry no other man's load.
[00:47.325]I don't mind working to earn my bread
[00:49.286]and I'd just as soon keep straight,
[00:51.532]But just like the preacher man said, I'm a ram
[00:53.775]and I've missed the gate.
[00:55.460]But I'm jogging along, jogging ahead,
[00:58.551]perhaps I'll find it, mate.