Paroles de la chanson Salesman Saint par
My father was a salesman
My mother was a saint
Working every God-given minute
To make enough to pay the rent
The war was nearly over
The peace would soon begin
Living on the edge of the city
When the roads were going in
But they couldn't take anymore (They couldn't take anymore)
But they had to (Carry on)
But they couldn't take anymore (They couldn't take anymore)
But they had to (Carry on) carry on (Carry on)
My mother was a saint
Working every God-given minute
To make enough to pay the rent
The war was nearly over
The peace would soon begin
Living on the edge of the city
When the roads were going in
But they couldn't take anymore (They couldn't take anymore)
But they had to (Carry on)
But they couldn't take anymore (They couldn't take anymore)
But they had to (Carry on) carry on (Carry on)
So they learned to carry on
With laughter and a song
To help them through the night
They're going to make it through
They're going to make it all right
The only entertainment a piano and a radio
Hot tea and cigarettes was enough to keep them on the go
Another generation yearning to be free
Learning how to keep it together and raise a family
They couldn't take anymore (They couldn't take anymore)
But they had to (Carry on)
But they couldn't take anymore (They couldn't take anymore)
With laughter and a song
To help them through the night
They're going to make it through
They're going to make it all right
The only entertainment a piano and a radio
Hot tea and cigarettes was enough to keep them on the go
Another generation yearning to be free
Learning how to keep it together and raise a family
They couldn't take anymore (They couldn't take anymore)
But they had to (Carry on)
But they couldn't take anymore (They couldn't take anymore)
But they had to (Carry on) carry on (Carry on), carry on