We Sing Hallelujah – Richard & Linda ThompsonBy A man is like a rusty wheelOn a rusty cartHe sings his song as he rattles alongAnd then he falls apartAnd we’ll sing hallelujahAt the turning of the yearAnd we work all day in the old-fashioned wayTill the shining star appearsA man is like a briarHe covers himself with thornsHe laughs like a clown when his fortune’s downAnd his clothes are ragged and tornAnd we’ll sing hallelujahAt the turning of the yearAnd we work all day in the old-fashioned wayTill the shining star appearsA man is like a three string fiddleHanging up on the wallHe plays when somebody scrapes on the bowOr he can’t play at allAnd we’ll sing hallelujahAt the turning of the yearAnd we work all day in the old-fashioned wayTill the shining star appearsA man is like his fatherWishes he never was bornHe longs for the time when the clock will chimeAnd he’s dead forevermoreAnd we’ll sing hallelujahAt the turning of the yearAnd we work all day in the old-fashioned wayTill the shining star appearsAnd we’ll sing hallelujahAt the turning of the yearAnd we work all day in the old-fashioned wayTill the shining star appears www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20