My name is Alexei, I once was a farmer And in ’17 took up arms in the fight And later I worked on the land for my country And often my children slept hungry at night But I hear that the miners in the State of Kentucky Are not even as lucky as me They cannot afford to buy shoes for their children Why, oh why are they frightened of me? Our countries preach one word yet practice another In the name of freedom one fights in Vietnam And the others send soldiers to Czechoslovakia And out from my window I look round at the land My name is Alexei and I am an old man And all of my life I have worked on the land The giver, the taker, receiver of all life The blood and the dirt are ingrained in my hands My body is broken but not yet my spirit My eyes are tired but not yet my mind Through the frail strength of age I can call you my brother For I see that your hands are as dirty as mine I can see that your hands are as dirty as mine
Grey Sea Strand (Single, 1981, B-side to England)
Oh the big man he goes walkingWith the little girl in his hand Down to the sea she takes him Back to the grey sea strand
Oh the big man he is silent With the small glass in his hand He stares through the rain-streaked windows Down to the grey sea strandOh the currents run wild on this coastline Took the lives of many a man And there’s many a weary fisherman Offered prayers on the grey sea strand
And so it was this terrible night When their little boat went down, That he clung to his brother who could not swim So that they should not drown.Let me go, his brother he cried And at least one shall be saved And he pulled from the big man's tired arms And vanished beneath the waves.
It was later that night that they found him Swimming the wrong way from the land With his empty burden they turned him round Brought him back to the grey sea strand.
Oh the big man he goes walking With the little girl in his hand With the rain in his face she takes him Down to the grey sea strand.
And the big man he is silent
With the small glass in his hand He stares through the rain-streaked windows Down to the grey sea strand.