Oysterband - Between The Wars lyrics

I was a miner, I was a docker I was a railwayman between the wars I raised a family in time of austerity With sweat at the foundry, between the wars I paid the union and as times got harder I looked to the government to help the working man They brought prosperity, down at the armoury We're arming for peace, my boys, between the wars I kept the faith and I kept voting, Not for the iron fist, but for the helping hand Theirs is a land with a wall around it And mine is a faith in my fellow man Theirs is a land of hope and glory Mine is the green field and the factory floor Theirs are the skies all dark with bombers Mine is the peace we knew between the wars Call up the craftsmen, bring me a draughtsman Build me a path from cradle to grave And I'll give my consent to any government That does not deny a man a living wage Go find the young men, never to fight again Call up the banners from the days gone by Sweet moderation, the heart of this nation, Desert us not, we are between the wars (Rhe mumbling is said to be "And behold when they opened the sixth door there was a great earthquake, and the sun became black as sackcloth.")