[00:00.000] 作曲 : Stan Rogers [00:00.670]I often take these night shift walks when the foreman's not around [00:06.768]I turn my back on the cooling stacks and make for open ground [00:13.421]Far out beyond the tank farm fence where the gas flare makes no sound [00:20.052]I forget the stink and I always think back to that Eastern town [00:26.709]I remember back six years ago, this Western life I chose [00:33.344]And every day, the news would say some factory's going to close [00:39.976]Well, I could have stayed to take the Dole, but I'm not one of those [00:46.394]I take nothing free, and that makes me an idiot, I suppose [00:53.025]So I bid farewell to the Eastern town I never more will see [00:59.397]But work I must so I eat this dust and breathe refinery [01:06.069]Oh, I miss the green and the woods and streams and I don't like cowboy clothes [01:12.466]But I like being free and that makes me an idiot I suppose [01:19.099]So come all you fine young fellows who've been beaten to the ground [01:25.759]This western life's no paaradise, but it's better than lying down [01:32.132]Oh, the streets aren't clean, and there's nothing green, and the hills are dirty brown [01:38.533]But the government Dole will rot your soul back there in your home town [01:45.165]So bid farewell to the Eastern town you never more will see [01:51.535]There's self-respect and a steady cheque in this refinery [01:57.934]You will miss the green and the woods and streams and the dust will fill your nose [02:04.306]But you'll be free, and just like me, an idiot, I suppose [02:13.332]These are the words I tell myself [02:17.323]When I miss my own hometown [02:20.511]I tell myself that I'm doing right by turning that welfare down [02:27.701]But now I see for you and me [02:32.690]That I want those woods and streams [02:35.367]For I owe my life to this workers strife [02:38.806]Why can't just be free