"The Power and the Glory" as written by and John Drummond/ian Smyth....
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

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


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]

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"The Power and the Glory" as written by Stephen Dawson Petery Rooney Byford

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