The Beautiful South

The Beautiful South - Nearer To God lyrics

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(M. Greaves)



I work in the steel mills

Where the sun never shines

The pounding of hammers is all mine



And I've sailed this wide ocean

For money and cod

So far from my loved ones

But nearer to God



So sing a song for the working man

And I'll sing you a love song



And my name's Wild Bob Conroy

I'm a hard man of old

Now I'm a drinker

Coming in from the cold



I fought for the fighting

And I fought for a wage

And I fight for survival

Like most men my age
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Language: English

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