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gordon bok - here's to you rounders كلمات الأغنية

i never knew my grandad, he was always on the b-m
every september he’d catch him a southbound and ride
then along about christmas, me and my brother
we’d get a few coins in the mail but we couldn’t spend them
it was all he could send from that mexico city jail

back in the thirties when the going got rough
old grandad, he’d hit the road
mother was young then, she only remembers his name
granny got work in an old canning factory
took in some wash on the side
promised herself that she’d never forgive him
a promise she kept till she died

so here’s to you rounders and here’s to you railroad b-ms
hope that you make it home soon
here’s to the women who married for love
and lived with the man in the moon

some time near the end, he rolled into town
riding on that greyhound line
guess he got old, and those boxcars were harder to climb
he used his last dime for a call to my granny
but “no” was her only reply
she hung up the phone, she cursed him in german
but i saw the pain in her eye

so here’s to you rounders and here’s to you railroad b-ms
hope that you make it home soon
here’s to the women who married for love
and lived with the man in the moon

i never knew my grandad, he was always on the b-m
the salvation army sent us a note when he died
now me and my brother we carry the memory
of a face we never have seen
like some foreign coin that lies cold in the pocket
of a young boy’s faded blue jeans

- gordon bok

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