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letra de ballad for my old man - the killigans

[verse 1]
my father was a bitter man, he worked till he was dead
for twenty years he toiled but my family was fed
my mother cried for one full day, but when that day was done
the factory called her up and asked for me, her one and only son

[verse 2]
the factory life is all i have, an all inclusive club
when my full day of work is done, i head down to the pub
a ballad for the working man, the proletariat
we work, we slave, we live, we die, and soon, we will rise up

[chorus]
stand up, and fight
so many sitting idly by, is no one conscious of our class?
stand up, and fight
never will the exploitation end, our conscience suffers, so we die

[verse 3]
i know that i am naught but just an ordinary man
i’m none too smart, but god help me, i do all that i can
and when i look upon my children’s unsuspecting eyes
my heart grows sad as i see them corrupted by the systems lies

[chorus]
stand up, and fight
so many sitting idly by, is no one conscious of our class?
stand up, and fight
never will the exploitation end, our conscience suffers, so we die
[verse 4]
if i should die today i know that i’d go straight to h-ll
i’d look the devil in the eyes, i rang his fiery bell
but then i’d go to heaven and see my father once again
he’d look me up, he’d look me down, ‘n’ say son…
where on earth have you been?

[chorus]
and now stand up, and fight
so many sitting idly by, is no one conscious of our class?
stand up, and fight
never will the exploitation end, our conscience suffers, so we die
so we die

- the killigans

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