Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Driving The Last Spike, artist - Genesis. Date of issue: 10.11.1991
Song language: English
Driving The Last Spike |
| Leaving my family behind me |
| Not knowing what lay ahead |
| Waving goodbye, as I left them in tears |
| Remembering all we’d said |
| I looked to the sky, I offered my prayers |
| I asked Him for guidance and strength |
| But the simple beliefs of a simple man |
| Lay in His hands, and on my head (my head) |
| I gave everything that they wanted |
| But still they wanted more |
| We sweat and we toiled |
| Good men lost their lives |
| I don’t think they knew what for |
| I sold them my heart |
| I sold them my soul |
| I gave everything I had |
| Ah, but they couldn’t break my spirit |
| My dignity fought back |
| (fight back) |
| (just fight back) |
| Ah, can you hear me? |
| Can you see? |
| Don’t you hear me? |
| Don’t you see? |
| We worked in gangs for all we were worth |
| The young boys pulling the wagons |
| We were digging the tunnel, shifting the earth |
| It was then that it happened |
| No one knew how the cracks appeared |
| But as it fell they all disappeared |
| Stone fell like rain |
| Ah, can an you hear me? |
| Can you see? |
| Don’t you hear me? |
| (Can) Can you breathe? |
| The smoke cleared, the dust it settled |
| No one knew how many had died |
| All around there were broken men |
| They’d said it was safe, they’d lied |
| You could hear the cries, you could smell our fear |
| But good fortune that day was mine |
| And it occurred to me that the heart of a good man- |
| It seems is hard to find |
| Ah, can you hear me? |
| Can you see? |
| (Don't) Don’t you hear me? |
| (Don't) Don’t you see? |
| We worked, how we worked like |
| The devil for our pay |
| Through the wind, through the snow |
| And through the rain |
| Blasting, cutting through God’s country like a knife |
| With sweat stinging my eyes, there has to be a better life |
| But I can hear my childrens' cry |
| I can see the tears in their eyes |
| Memories of those I’ve left behind |
| Still ringing in my ears |
| Will I ever go back again? |
| Will I ever see her face again? |
| Cause I’ll always remember the night- |
| As they waved goodbye to their fathers |
| We came from the North |
| We came from the South |
| With picks and with spades |
| And a new kind of order |
| Showing no fear of what lies up ahead |
| They’ll never see the likes of us again |
| Driving the last spike |
| Lifting and laying the track |
| With blistering hands |
| The sun burning your back |
| But I can hear my childrens' cry |
| I can see the tears in their eyes |
| Oh the memories of those I’ve lft behind |
| They’re still ringing in my ears |
| Well I’ll always remember that night |
| As they waved goodbye to their fathers |
| We followed the rail, we slept under the stars |
| Digging in darkness, and living with danger |
| Showing no fear of what lies up ahead |
| They’ll never see the likes of us again |
| Ah, can you hear me? |
| Can you see? |
| (Don't) Don’t you hear me? |
| (Don't) Don’t you see? |