Sailsman Saint 歌词

My father was a salesman My mother was a saint What can every God-given minute To make enough to pay for rent? The war was nearly over The peace would soon being Living on the edge of the city When the roads were goin' 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 alright The only entertainment A piano and a radio Heart-tealed 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