Dan Fogelberg - Faces Of America Lyrics
There was a time, a simpler timeWhen a man could be sure of where he stoodI used to work at the yard, working honest and hardThe hours were long but the pay was oh so goodI had a family and friends, oh so many friendsWed drive to the lake on holidaysBack then it wasnt so dear for a sandwich or beerAt night I still dream I can see their facesCertain things that you depend uponThere are places that you knowAnd the faces of americaOh, where do they go, where did they goI was born on a farm, a mid-western farmI rode on the tractor with my dadAnd though we never had much it was always enoughAnd we made the best with what we hadBut then came four years of drought and the bottom dropped outMy father was broken like the restAnd I can still see his hands signing over his landsAnd the bankers grow fat on the flesh of the dispossessedCertain things that you depend uponThere are places I can go I sift the ashes of americaFor someplace I used to knowSomeplace I used to knowSomeplace I used to knowThere was a time, a simpler timeWhen a man could be sure of where he stoodI used to work at the yard, working honest and hardThe hours were long but the pay was oh so goodCertain things that you depend upon I used to think were guaranteedLike the right of every man to work and feed his familyAnd the faces of america seem so distant and estrangedHave their eyes become too blind to seeHow much their hearts have changedHow much their hearts have changedHow much their hearts have changed
