Send Home the Slates — текст песни (camel)

Latimer/Hoover
I work for the Union Pike,
out on the Western Line.
I found Uncle Sean in Denver,
and he and his wife are fine.
They send their best,
and like the rest -
they send home the slates.

It took six months from the Cobh,
another six by land,
but the pay is good,
and as I should
I`ll send home the slates.


Back on your feet
now lads,
Our time for writing home has passed.
Six miles to spike today,
that`s what we need.
So fast lads
we must advance,
Work to the Gandy dance.
Six days to double pay,
that`s our reward -
But not `til the line goes down.

I`ll not send empty letters,
I know you need the rent.
Dad, you deserve a new pair of boots,
I know it`s money well spent.
So kind regards,
I`ll work hard -
to send home the slates.

PS. Dear Ma,
I send my picture.
Don`t let the family forget me...