Pass It Along

Pass It Along - Frank Turner

Somewhere in the back bar

By the side of a motorway

Someone takes a breath

And takes the stage

Then starts to play

In the back of a thousand bars

And by the side of a thousand roads

Worn wood rusted bronze

And honest toil explode

They cast long shadows

In the evening sun

But when the morning comes

They've moved along

They cast long shadows

In the evening sun

But when the morning comes

They've moved along

Hey hey Mr Dylan

I have written you a song

For the river of the singers

That still rolls along

So here's to Ragan

And here's to Marwood

Here's to Tim and Jonah too

Here's to the ones

Who have to take the stage

And sing the truth

They cast long shadows

In the evening sun

But when the morning comes

They've moved along

They cast long shadows

In the evening sun

But when the morning comes

They've moved along

Sing till you sweat

For the spirit of the age

Sing life to lines

That are dead on the page

Sing for your sorrow

Your wisdom your rage sing out

Sing for the records

You played till they broke

For the parts where

You insisted that nobody spoke

Sing for the words that you knew

But they still make you choke yeah

Cast a long shadow

In the evening sun

And when the morning comes

Pass it along

Cast a long shadow

In the evening sun

But when the morning comes

Pass it along

Cast a long shadow

In the evening sun

And when the morning comes

Pass it along

Cast a long shadow

In the evening sun

And when the morning comes

Pass it along