Driving The Last Spike (part. 2 ) Testo

The smoke cleared, the dust it settled
No one knew how many had died
All around there were broken men
They'd said it was safe, they'd lied
You could hear the cries, you could smell the fear
But good fortune that day was mine
And it occurred to me the heart of a good man
It seems is hard to find

Can you hear me, Can you see
Don't you hear me
Don't you see

We worked, how we worked like
The devil for our pay
Through the wind, through the snow
And through the rain

Blasting and cutting through gods country like a knife
Sweat stinging my eyes, there has to be a better life

Ah but I can hear my children's cry
I can see the tears in their eyes
Memories of those I've left behind
Still ringing in my ears
Will I ever go back again
Will I ever see her face again
I'll never forget that night
As they waved goodbye to their fathers
We came from the north,
And we came from the south
With picks and with spades
And a new kind of order
Showing no fear of what lies up ahead
They'll never see the likes of us again

Driving the last spike
Lifting and laying the track
With blistering hands
The sun burning your back

Oh but I can hear my children's cry
I can see the tears in their eyes
Memories of those I've left behind
Still ringing in my ears
Well Ill always remember that night,
As they waved goodbye to their fathers

We followed the rail, we slept under the stars
Digging in darkness, and living with danger
Showing no fear of what lies up ahead
They'll never see the likes of us again

Can you hear me
Can you see
Don't you hear me
Don't you see