Ralph McTell - Stranger To The Season lyrics

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 pa**ing 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.