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Roll On The Day

  • (Allan Taylor)

    Roll on the morning, roll on the day
    I hear the old man softly praying, Roll on the day

    As the dawn comes creeping, roll on the day
    Another night not sleeping, roll on the day

    Praying for another day, roll on the day
    When it comes it wastes away, 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

    Repeat 1

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  • [1986:] In a very simple and poignant song, Allan Taylor sums up the agony of many suffering from dust-related diseases. (Notes Dave Burns, 'Last Pit In the Rhondda')

  • [1997:] I wrote this song about an old man called Henry Johnson. I would occasionally visit Henry in his high-rise apartment in Leeds for what reason I'm not really sure; he seemed to derive little pleasure from my visit and I always left extremely depressed. Henry was typical of men who have spent their working lives in factories and coal mines in that he had breathed so much bad air, coal dust and general pollution that breathing had become difficult and painful. I would find him during the day trying to sleep sitting in an upright chair leaning against the wall, because that was the only way he could breathe. The nights were a torment to him; when he lay down he could not sleep as his breathing was so laboured. He used to tell me how he would lie awake and say to himself, "Roll on the day, roll on the bloody day". For foreign readers I should explain that this expression has two meanings; the first, literal meaning is a way of wishing the day to come quickly. The second, less obvious meaning is a way of wishing for the day to come quickly, when it's finally over, which is in fact wishing for death. Henry certainly wanted death to come quick as he would very often ask me if I could bring a revolver for him so he could shoot himself.

    A few days after he died I sat at the piano and thought of the things he had said. The phrase "Roll on the day" kept coming back to me, and over the course of only a couple of hours the song was written.

    I've performed this song regularly all over Europe, but the most poignant and powerful renditions, in terms of audience involvement have been in the Yorkshire and Durham mining areas. To hear the voices of a hundred members of a folk club, singing with such passion about a problem they are intimately familiar with is indeed a moving experience.
    Note: I wrote a fourth verse for this song but forgot to sing it when I recorded it. [...]

    4th verse:
    Another long and sleepless night
    Staring at the naked light   (Taylor, Songs 87)

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