Ralph Mctell
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A man without a job is a stranger to the seasons
The April rain will soak you like the worst November brings
And we're tired of the excuses and the carefully worded reasons
Without Winter there's no Summer
Without Autumn there's no Spring.

When the factories close down the life bleeds from the town
Some politicians tells us, 'move and build another home'
But weren't they voted in to lead us
No one said they had to feed us
If they'd get us back our jobs
Then we would take care of our own.

Chorus:
For a man without a job
Is a stranger to the seasons
No music to the cycle of the changes will he hear
Like a band without a drummer
There's no Winter, Spring, or Summer
There's no rhythm to the passing
Of the months that make the year.

Everyone is poorer for the millions
Who keep growing
Whose season stays at Autumn
And whose only colour's grey
Though we get by on the dole
It feeds the body, starves the soul
And stirs the bitterness that's growing
In the ones who've been betrayed.

Chorus:
For a man without a job
Is a stranger to the seasons
No music to the cycle of the changes will he hear
Like a band without a drummer
There's no Winter, Spring, or Summer
There's no rhythm to the passing
Of the months that make the year...


Mirror lyrics:

Of the months that make the year...
There's no rhythm to the passing
There's no Winter, Spring, or Summer
Like a band without a drummer
No music to the cycle of the changes will he hear
Is a stranger to the seasons
For a man without a job
Chorus:

In the ones who've been betrayed.
And stirs the bitterness that's growing
It feeds the body, starves the soul
Though we get by on the dole
And whose only colour's grey
Whose season stays at Autumn
Who keep growing
Everyone is poorer for the millions

Of the months that make the year.
There's no rhythm to the passing
There's no Winter, Spring, or Summer
Like a band without a drummer
No music to the cycle of the changes will he hear
Is a stranger to the seasons
For a man without a job
Chorus:

Then we would take care of our own.
If they'd get us back our jobs
No one said they had to feed us
But weren't they voted in to lead us
Some politicians tells us, 'move and build another home'
When the factories close down the life bleeds from the town

Without Autumn there's no Spring.
Without Winter there's no Summer
And we're tired of the excuses and the carefully worded reasons
The April rain will soak you like the worst November brings
A man without a job is a stranger to the seasons


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