Interpret:

Dan Fogelberg

Album:

River Of Souls

There was a time, a simpler time 
When a man could be sure of where he stood 
I used to work at the yard, working honest and hard 
The hours were long but the pay was oh so good 


I had a family and friends, oh so many friends 
We'd drive to the lake on holidays 
Back then it wasn't so dear for a sandwich or beer 
At night I still dream I can see their faces 


Certain things that you depend upon 
There are places that you know 
And the faces of America 
Oh, where do they go, where did they go 


I was born on a farm, a mid-western farm 
I rode on the tractor with my dad 
And though we never had much it was always enough 
And we made the best with what we had 


But then came four years of drought and the bottom dropped out 
My father was broken like the rest 
And I can still see his hands signing over his lands 
And the bankers grow fat on the flesh of the dispossessed 


Certain things that you depend upon 
There are places I can go I sift the ashes of America 
For someplace I used to know 
Someplace I used to know 
Someplace I used to know 


There was a time, a simpler time 
When a man could be sure of where he stood 
I used to work at the yard, working honest and hard 
The hours were long but the pay was oh so good


Certain things that you depend upon I used to think were guaranteed 
Like the right of every man to work And feed his family
And the faces of America seem so distant and estranged 
Have their eyes become too blind to see 
How much their hearts have changed 
How much their hearts have changed 
How much their hearts have changed