[00:00.000] 作曲 : Stan Rogers
[00:00.670]I often take these night shift walks when the foreman's not around
[00:06.768]I turn my back on the cooling stacks and make for open ground
[00:13.421]Far out beyond the tank farm fence where the gas flare makes no sound
[00:20.052]I forget the stink and I always think back to that Eastern town
[00:26.709]I remember back six years ago, this Western life I chose
[00:33.344]And every day, the news would say some factory's going to close
[00:39.976]Well, I could have stayed to take the Dole, but I'm not one of those
[00:46.394]I take nothing free, and that makes me an idiot, I suppose
[00:53.025]So I bid farewell to the Eastern town I never more will see
[00:59.397]But work I must so I eat this dust and breathe refinery
[01:06.069]Oh, I miss the green and the woods and streams and I don't like cowboy clothes
[01:12.466]But I like being free and that makes me an idiot I suppose
[01:19.099]So come all you fine young fellows who've been beaten to the ground
[01:25.759]This western life's no paaradise, but it's better than lying down
[01:32.132]Oh, the streets aren't clean, and there's nothing green, and the hills are dirty brown
[01:38.533]But the government Dole will rot your soul back there in your home town
[01:45.165]So bid farewell to the Eastern town you never more will see
[01:51.535]There's self-respect and a steady cheque in this refinery
[01:57.934]You will miss the green and the woods and streams and the dust will fill your nose
[02:04.306]But you'll be free, and just like me, an idiot, I suppose
[02:13.332]These are the words I tell myself
[02:17.323]When I miss my own hometown
[02:20.511]I tell myself that I'm doing right by turning that welfare down
[02:27.701]But now I see for you and me
[02:32.690]That I want those woods and streams
[02:35.367]For I owe my life to this workers strife
[02:38.806]Why can't just be free