Original Lyrics
Translation in French
Up in the mornin′ with the sound of crows that keep me awake
Up in the mornin′ with the sound of crows that keep me awake
A two-and-froin' with the hounds and grain is calling to make
Un deux-et-un avec les chiens et le grain appelle pour faire
A storm is comin′ but this land ain't ours to forsake
A storm is comin′ but this land ain't ours to forsake
I made a promise but the words are like the first thing you take
J'ai fait une promesse mais les mots sont comme la première chose que tu prends
It's heavy lifting and my hands are sore but no time for breaks
C'est du travail lourd et j'ai mal aux mains, mais je n'ai pas le temps de faire des pauses.
My knees don′t work the same but faith ain′t so easy to shake
My knees don′t work the same but faith ain′t so easy to shake
So what you gonna' take
Alors qu'est-ce que tu vas prendre ?
When I ain′t got nothin' left?
When I ain′t got nothin' left?
So what you gonna′ take
So what you gonna′ take
When I ain't got nothin′ left to give
When I ain't got nothin′ left to give
You're biting the hands that feed you
Tu serres les mains qui te nourrissent
You're biting the hands that feed
Tu agrippes les mains qui nourrissent
The day is long and night is short like a cheap glass of wine
Le jour est long et la nuit est courte comme un verre de vin bon marché
I make my way back like the cattle in the field takin′ time
I make my way back like the cattle in the field takin′ time
I missed the sunset ′cos my eyes were planted still in the ground
I missed the sunset ′cos my eyes were planted still in the ground
My clothes are worn and kind of too big for this piece of mind
Mes vêtements sont usés et un peu trop grands pour cette tranquillité d'esprit
It's heavy lifting and my hands are sore and starting to break
C'est du travail lourd et mes mains me font mal et commencent Ă se casser
My knees don′t work the same but my faith ain't so easy to shake
My knees don′t work the same but my faith ain't so easy to shake
So what you gonna′ do, when I ain't got nothing′ left?
So what you gonna′ do, when I ain't got nothing′ left?
What you gonna' take, when I ain't got nothin′ left to give?
What you gonna' take, when I ain't got nothin′ left to give?
You′re biting the hands that feed you
You′re biting the hands that feed you
You're biting the hands that feed
Tu agrippes les mains qui nourrissent
Writer(s): Carl Mccarthy
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Away for too Long - The Studio Sessions
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The Hands That Feed You
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