The Power And The Glory - Nana Mouskouri
Church steeples, songs of a bird Soft crying nobody heard Lives are passed around, Eye looks at the ground Wind can whistle cold, And rich men don't grow old [Chorus:] The seed is sown, no harvest to collect Just second-class of factory reject And four of you, the power and the glory Hearts breaking, don't make a sound Landlord buys ten acres of ground Castles in the air, climb them if you dare Look, don't try to see me, to be is not to be [Chorus] For some it's cold, for some it's warm For some it's sunny While men still look in the street outside For milk and honey [Chorus x2]
Artist: Nana Mouskouri
Title: The Power And The Glory