Lirik Lagu Stranger To The Season - Ralph McTell
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
A man without a job is a stranger to the seasonsThe April rain will soak you like the worst November bringsAnd we're tired of the excuses and the carefully worded reasonsWithout Winter there's no SummerWithout Autumn there's no Spring.
When the factories close down the life bleeds from the town.Some politicians tells us, 'move and build another home',But weren't they voted in to lead us?No one said they had to feed us.If they'd get us back our jobsThen we would take care of our own.
ChorusFor a man without a jobIs a stranger to the seasonsNo music to the cycle of the changes will he hear.Like a band without a drummerThere's no Winter, Spring, or SummerThere's no rhythm to the passing of theMonths that make the year.
Everyone is poorer for the millionsWho keep growingWhose season stays at AutumnAnd whose only colour's greyThough we get by on the doleIt feeds the body, starves the soulAnd stirs the bitterness that's growingIn the ones who've been betrayed.
Chorus
When the factories close down the life bleeds from the town.Some politicians tells us, 'move and build another home',But weren't they voted in to lead us?No one said they had to feed us.If they'd get us back our jobsThen we would take care of our own.
ChorusFor a man without a jobIs a stranger to the seasonsNo music to the cycle of the changes will he hear.Like a band without a drummerThere's no Winter, Spring, or SummerThere's no rhythm to the passing of theMonths that make the year.
Everyone is poorer for the millionsWho keep growingWhose season stays at AutumnAnd whose only colour's greyThough we get by on the doleIt feeds the body, starves the soulAnd stirs the bitterness that's growingIn the ones who've been betrayed.
Chorus
