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Album: Act Two (2008)
Artists: Celtic Thunder

  1. A Bird Without Wings
  2. Caledonia
  3. Castles In The Air
  4. Christmas 1915
  5. Danny Boy
  6. Heartbreaker
  7. Heartland Extended Version
  8. I Wanna Know What Love Is
  9. I Wanna Know What Love Is
  10. Love Thee Dearest
  11. Mull Of Kintyre
  12. My Boy
  13. Nights In White Satin
  14. Raggle Taggle Gypsy
  15. Ride On
  16. That's A Woman
  17. Yesterday's Men
  18. Young Love


'Twas Joey the weasel that gave us the wire,
They were closing our factory down

Though we didn't believe him and we called him a liar,
The redundancy letters came round

As we read them in silence, I choked back a tear,
It was hard to believe after twenty-odd years

Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates

Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic

Oh, We gave them our best years now they've paid us back,
By making us yesterday's men,
Sure as hell,
By making us yesterday's men

So We said our goodbyes by the factory gates,
One cold Friday evening last year

And I saw it all there in the eyes of ma mates,
The anger, the sadness, the fear

Like our fathers before us we worked there with pride,
Now we fought back the bitterness burning inside

Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates,
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic

Oh we gave them our best years now they've paid us back,
By making us yesterday's men,
Sure as hell,
By making us yesterday's men

Ah Now Jimmy, said she,
Give the kids a few bob,
After all, sure it is Friday night

But How could I tell her I was out of a job, from now on things were going to be tight

How well I remember it cut like a knife,
I was never a day on the dole in my life

Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates,
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic

Oh, We gave them our best years now they've paid us back,
By making us yesterday's men,
Sure as hell,
By making us yesterday's men

The machines now are silent, the workbenches bare,
And there's dust on the factory floor
They've boarded the windows and have chained up the gates,
And have padlocked the factory door
Now I'm on the scrap-heap, and I'm thirty-nine,
Just one of the hundreds, shot down in my prime

Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates,
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic

Oh, We gave them our best years now they've paid us back,
By making us yesterday's men,
Sure as hell,
By making us yesterday's men

Farewell my companions, my friends and my workmates,
Farewell to the paydays, the pints and the craic

Oh, We gave them our best years now they've paid us back,
By making us yesterday's men,
Sure as hell,
By making us yesterday's men
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