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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=71272" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Driving The Last Spike</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the early 1800s, large groups of mainly unskilled labourers built englands railways. the cost in human terms alone was very high...<br>Leaving my family behind me<br>Not knowing what lay ahead<br>Waving goodbye, as I left them in tears<br>Remembering all wed said<br>I looked to the sky, I offered my prayers<br>I asked him for guidance and strength<br>But the simple beliefs of a simple man<br>Lay in his hands, and on my head<br>I gave everything that they wanted<br>But still they wanted more<br>We sweat and we toiled<br>Good men lost their lives<br>I dont think they knew what for<br>I sold them my heart<br>I sold them my soul<br>I gave everything I had<br>Ah but they couldnt break my spirit<br>My dignity fought back,<br>Fightback<br>Can you hear me<br>Can you see<br>Dont you hear me<br>Dont you see<br>We worked in gangs for all we were worth<br>The young boys pulling the wagons<br>We were digging the tunnel, shifting the earth<br>It was then that it happened.<br>No-one knew how the cracks appeared<br>But as it fell they all disappeared<br>Stone fell like rain<br>Can you hear me,<br>Can you see<br>Dont you hear me<br>Can you breathe<br>The smoke cleared, the dust it settled<br>No one knew how many had died<br>All around there were broken men<br>Theyd said it was safe, theyd lied<br>You could hear the cries, you could smell the fear<br>But good fortune that day was mine<br>And it occurred to me the heart of a good man<br>It seems is hard to find.<br>Can you hear me,<br>Can you see<br>Dont you hear me<br>Dont you see<br>We worked, how we worked like<br>The devil for our pay<br>Through the wind, through the snow,<br>And through the rain<br>Blasting and cutting through gods country like a knife<br>Sweat stinging my eyes, there has to be a better life<br>Ah but I can hear my childrens cry<br>I can see the tears in their eyes<br>Memories of those Ive left behind<br>Still ringing in my ears<br>Will I ever go back again<br>Will I ever see her face again<br>Ill never forget that night<br>As they waved goodbye to their fathers<br>We came from the north,<br>And we came from the south<br>With picks and with spades<br>And a new kind of order<br>Showing no fear of what lies up ahead<br>Theyll never see the likes of us again<br>Driving the last spike,<br>Lifting and laying the track<br>With blistering hands,<br>The sun burning your back<br>Oh but I can hear my childrens cry<br>I can see the tears in their eyes<br>Memories of those Ive left behind<br>Still ringing in my ears<br>Well Ill always remember that night,<br>As they waved goodbye to their fathers<br>We followed the rail, we slept under the stars<br>Digging in darkness, and living with danger<br>Showing no fear of what lies up ahead<br>Theyll never see the likes of us again<br>Can you hear me<br>Can you see<br>Dont you hear me<br>Dont you see</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Genesis - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Leaving my family behind me
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Waving goodbye, as I left them in tears
Remembering all w..."></div>
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