Ray Davies. Working Man's Cafe. One More Time. Zeneszám

I was walking on the coast road
When the harbor came in view
It was there I saw the hilltop
That I used to walk with you

We'd sing of the old country
Now it's such a lonesome climb
Our world faded once when you were mine

Why is true love so difficult to find
Wish you were here to see it with me one more time
Lala lala, lala lala, lala lala, lala
Wish you were here to sing it with me one more time

Those economic vultures
Stole our dreams and told us tales
Then they towed away our culture
To their depot in south Wales

Corporations get the tax breaks
While the city gets the crime
The profit's going somewhere
But it isn't yours or mine

Still we blindly trust in the divine
Let's sing for the old country, come on, one more time
Lala lala, lala lala, lala lala, ooh
Let's sing it loud with feeling, come on, one more time

You know I must be leaving
And I know you've got to stay
But you know that I'll be grieving
When you're so far away

And if this should be the last time
I should ever see your face
Let's part with no hard feeling
And a positive embrace

And I will speak well of you
When they ask when you were mine
Till then the jet stream up above
Shows us the warning signs

Till we meet again bravely walk the line
Let's sing it loud with feeling, come on, one more time
Lala lala, lala lala, lala lala, ooh
Let's sing for the old country, come on, one more, one more time