Dire Straits - Telegraph Road

Telegraph Road

A lon g time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
And he made a home in the wilderness
He built a cabin and a winter store
And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore
And the other travellers came walking down the track
And they never went further, no they never went back
Then came the churches; then came the schools
Then came the lawyers and then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads
And the dirty old track was the telegraph road
Then came the mines, then came the ore
Then there was the hard times then there was a war
Telegraph sang a son g about the world outside
Telegraph road got so deep and so wide like a rolling river...
And my radio says "ton ight its gon na freeze"
People driving home from the factories
There is six lanes of traffic, three lanes moving slow...
I used to like to go to work but they shut it down
I have got a right to go to work but there is no work here to be found
Yes, and they say were gon na have to pay whats owed
Were gon na have to reap from some seed thats been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out the telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road
You know Id soon er forget but I remember those nights
When life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your hand on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder like you dont seem to care...
But believe in me baby and I will take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers of headlights these rivers of rain
From the anger that lives on these streets with these names
Cos I have run every red light on memory lane
I have seen desperation explode into flames and I dont wanna see it again...
From all of these signs saying sorry but were closed
All the way...down the telegraph road