Drifting Through The Days

drifting through the days G C G C sitting in the evening dreaming of the old times G Bm Am D C when a job was there for the steady and strong G C G C i see old faces flickering in the firelight G Bm Am D C faces of condemned men who did no wrong C Bm C Bm C drifting through the days , drifting through the days a man needs work for his own salvation a man feels reward for his sweat and his pain but life’s satisfaction has passed us over and many in this town won’t see work again drifting through the days , drifting through the days i’ve stood at the gates of a hundred factories walked off to other towns looking for pay now my hope is gone and i’m crushed like the others the army of forgotten men , mouldering away drifting through the days , drifting through the days drifting through the days by : jose duarte jtduarte1@gmail . com