Yesterday's Men - Celtic Thunder/George Donaldson

作词：Phil Coulter

作曲：Phil Coulter

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