Hungry Years – Weddings, Parties, Anything Mama, mama, come and listen now and I’ll tell you what I saw I was down by the railway gates – I was feeling bored Then a goods train rolled up clickety-clack You say there ain’t no special in that But it was crowded down, it was loaded down With men all wearing rags and frowns And if you want to listen what I’ve been told Tonight it’s on for young and old in our town, tonight in our town. Won’t you spare a smile, can’t you shed a tear In these sad times, in these bad times in these hungry years Some say they are pickers, they are up for honest work Some they are just hard time men, a little bit down on their luck So why is it you are frowning dad, when I say they’re not that bad? Oh they are tired men, they’re unhired men They ain’t slept warm since who knows when And if you want to listen, if you want to know, It’s caution to the wind they’ll throw in our town, tonight in our town Won’t you spare a smile, can’t you shed a tear In these sad times, in these bad times in these hungry years We are very many, and you are very few And if we want to steal your girls – that’s just what we will do ‘Cause you drove us from your cities, and you drove us from your trains And we are down and out in Ouyen town, and you know we are Mildura-bound And if you want to listen, use your brains, You’d better let us join your train and leave this town – I hate your town Won’t you spare a smile, can’t you shed a tear In these sad times, in these bad times in these hungry years