| Song | Iron wheels |
| Artist | Saxon |
| Album | Forever free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Byford, Glockler | |
| My father used to work the seam far below the ground | |
| Digging for the coal to melt the steel | |
| But now he lies a twisted man one foot in the grave | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| He used to be the fisherman that sailed the mighty sea | |
| Searching for the harvest from the deep | |
| But now the fleets are rusting hulks anchored at the quay | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| He used to be the farming man standing tall and proud | |
| Working on the land to sow the seed | |
| But now the buildings stand in shame rotting on the land | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down |
| zuo ci : Byford, Glockler | |
| My father used to work the seam far below the ground | |
| Digging for the coal to melt the steel | |
| But now he lies a twisted man one foot in the grave | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| He used to be the fisherman that sailed the mighty sea | |
| Searching for the harvest from the deep | |
| But now the fleets are rusting hulks anchored at the quay | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| He used to be the farming man standing tall and proud | |
| Working on the land to sow the seed | |
| But now the buildings stand in shame rotting on the land | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down |
| zuò cí : Byford, Glockler | |
| My father used to work the seam far below the ground | |
| Digging for the coal to melt the steel | |
| But now he lies a twisted man one foot in the grave | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| He used to be the fisherman that sailed the mighty sea | |
| Searching for the harvest from the deep | |
| But now the fleets are rusting hulks anchored at the quay | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| He used to be the farming man standing tall and proud | |
| Working on the land to sow the seed | |
| But now the buildings stand in shame rotting on the land | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down | |
| Just like the iron wheels that took him down |