Roll on the Day (Allan Taylor) As the dawn comes creeping, roll on the day. Another night not sleeping, roll on the day. Roll on the morning, roll on the day, I hear the old man softly praying, Roll on the day. Praying for another day, roll on the day. But when it comes, it wastes away roll on the day. Roll on the morning, roll on the day. I hear the old man softly praying Roll on the day. Every night you fight for breath, roll on the day. It hurts so bad, you wish for death, roll on the day. Roll on the morning, roll on the day. I hear the old man softly praying Roll on the day. A song about the effects of pneumoconiosis, a breathing disorder that makes an old man unable to sleep, and he prays for the break of day. Wonderful version on the Cockerdale album copyright MCPS BBM Oct00
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