Drifting Through the Days Richard Thompson
[G]Sitting in the [C]evening [G]dreaming of the [C]old times
[G]When a job was [Bm]there for the [Am]steady [D]and [C]strong
[G]I see old [C]faces [G]flickering in the [C]firelight
[G]Faces of con[Bm]demned men [Am]who did [D]no [C]wrong
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[C]Drifting [Bm]through the [C]days, drifting [Bm]through the [C]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: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com
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