Saw a man who was fifty-oneHe bad married daughters and a single
sonAnd he’s lost his job as this years begunAnd it broke my
heartSaw his wife who was fifty-twoShe said she was sure they
could make it throughThat her single wage would just have to
doAnd it broke my heartTalked about it with the family nowWhat
began in sadness ended up a rowAll the guys with the clever
mouthsThey were saying we should move southSaw the son who’s
been gone two weeksAnd he’s down already with a job to seekAnd
he’s in kings cross and theres no-one speakingAnd it broke my
heart.