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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bert Jansch
Bert Jansch
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bert Jansch
Bert Jansch
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bert Jansch
Bert Jansch
Recording Engineer
Bill Leader
Bill Leader
Producer

Songteksten

I have no time to spend with you You talk of nothing, what can you do You live like kings and you know it's true That if famine crossed the waters that'll be the end of you. I've heard of people who till the earth Who saw their seeds for all they're worth Who cry for rain all summer long And weep for the day when winter's passed and gone. If cherry trees bore fruit of gold The birds would die, their wings would fold They'd sing no more their song of love Nor await the morning sun that lights the sky above. If war returns like it did before A kiddy's penny would be no more They'd cry for love and their candy too But a kiddy's wants are nothing 'till killin' days are thru'. So drink your fill be happy now The times will change and you'll wonder how A man could die from lack of food But you don't give a damn, no reason why you should.
Writer(s): Bert Jansch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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