Through many a long year my table was full And among many others I was chosen To stand in the heat of the factory's hum While the others outside they stood frozen Yes my head it was empty, my pockets was full And my hands and my fingers was itching And I laughed at the shadows that stood in the cold While I stood full warm in the kitchen All my children they laughed as they grew at my feet And my woman said she loved me dearly And my vision was blocked by the words from their mouths So that I couldn't see very clearly Ah, but one day a man came to my factory Stood up and said this place is closing Said I'm sorry my friends, we can't keep you here For far too much money we're losing Now the winter is here and my hands they are numb And for me every door says no entry There's no turf on the fire, and my heart is so cold And my belly is always so empty Now my woman and children have left me alone And lower and lower I'm sinking There's no money left for me to take down To drown all my troubles in drinking