| Song | Send Home the Slates |
| Artist | Camel |
| Album | Harbour of Tears |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hoover, Latimer | |
| Latimer/Hoover | |
| I work for the | |
| Union Pike, out on the | |
| Western Line. | |
| I found Uncle | |
| Sean in Denver, and he and his wife are fine. | |
| They send their best, and like the rest - they send home the slates. | |
| It took six months from the | |
| Cobh, another six by land, but the pay is good, and as | |
| I should I'll send home the slates. | |
| Back on your feet now lads, | |
| Our time for writing home has passed. | |
| Six miles to spike today, that's what we need. | |
| So fast lads we must advance, | |
| Work to the | |
| Gandy dance. | |
| Six days to double pay, that's our reward - | |
| But not 'til the line goes down. | |
| I'll not send empty letters, | |
| I know you need the rent. | |
| Dad, you deserve a new pair of boots, | |
| I know it's money well spent. | |
| So kind regards, | |
| I'll work hard - to send home the slates. | |
| PS. Dear Ma, | |
| I send my picture. | |
| Don't let the family forget me... |
| zuo ci : Hoover, Latimer | |
| Latimer Hoover | |
| I work for the | |
| Union Pike, out on the | |
| Western Line. | |
| I found Uncle | |
| Sean in Denver, and he and his wife are fine. | |
| They send their best, and like the rest they send home the slates. | |
| It took six months from the | |
| Cobh, another six by land, but the pay is good, and as | |
| I should I' ll send home the slates. | |
| Back on your feet now lads, | |
| Our time for writing home has passed. | |
| Six miles to spike today, that' s what we need. | |
| So fast lads we must advance, | |
| Work to the | |
| Gandy dance. | |
| Six days to double pay, that' s our reward | |
| But not ' til the line goes down. | |
| I' ll not send empty letters, | |
| I know you need the rent. | |
| Dad, you deserve a new pair of boots, | |
| I know it' s money well spent. | |
| So kind regards, | |
| I' ll work hard to send home the slates. | |
| PS. Dear Ma, | |
| I send my picture. | |
| Don' t let the family forget me... |
| zuò cí : Hoover, Latimer | |
| Latimer Hoover | |
| I work for the | |
| Union Pike, out on the | |
| Western Line. | |
| I found Uncle | |
| Sean in Denver, and he and his wife are fine. | |
| They send their best, and like the rest they send home the slates. | |
| It took six months from the | |
| Cobh, another six by land, but the pay is good, and as | |
| I should I' ll send home the slates. | |
| Back on your feet now lads, | |
| Our time for writing home has passed. | |
| Six miles to spike today, that' s what we need. | |
| So fast lads we must advance, | |
| Work to the | |
| Gandy dance. | |
| Six days to double pay, that' s our reward | |
| But not ' til the line goes down. | |
| I' ll not send empty letters, | |
| I know you need the rent. | |
| Dad, you deserve a new pair of boots, | |
| I know it' s money well spent. | |
| So kind regards, | |
| I' ll work hard to send home the slates. | |
| PS. Dear Ma, | |
| I send my picture. | |
| Don' t let the family forget me... |