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All Our Trades Are Gone

June Tabor
Language: English



We will sit here in the morning
Of the summer and the month of May.
The year is old and it is raining.
Will you think before you turn away?

For you left us sitting here
While the years were passing.
Now all our trades have gone.
We are moved on, always moved on.

Your working day is passing slowly
And you're thinking of the evening time.
We are running wild through your city.
All your working days have passed us by.

For you left us sitting here
While the years were passing.
Now all our trades have gone.
We are moved on, always moved on.

Oh the night is passing slowly
And the weary city slips away.
We are sitting here in the shadows.
You've forgotten for another day.

For you left us sitting here
While the years were passing.
Now all our trades have gone.
We are moved on, always moved on.

Oh, the city in the morning!
Oh, the summer and the month of May!
The year is old and it is raining.
Will you think before you turn away?

For you left us sitting here
While the years were passing.
Now all our trades have gone.
We are moved on, always moved on.


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