Lo Carmen & Peter Head - Old Hands
Long ago I was a wrestlerI done some wrestling in my day too
I did some time as a garbage collector
When I was young and tryin' to make it through
I've dug roads and I've dug graves
Been treated like a queen and treated like a slave
I plucked chickens on the factory floor
Danced the Chickadee for not much more
There ain't enough hours in the day
To remember all the things I've done
Just tryin' to make my way
And get me some
Played smoky halls and city nights
I've chased cheap thrills and coloured lights
Empty rooms and crowded bars
How you doin' tonight's and 'au revoirs'
So sit right down if you're feelin' blue
If you need to hide in a song or two
You turn to me I turn to you
These old hands know what to do
I've waited tables and loaded trucks
I've been ripped off and paid big bucks
Staggered home in the dead of night
Hit the road before the light
I could never be a banker
Or a sailor, a jailer or a hired gun
Just tryin' to make my way
Just tryin' to get me some
I've played smoky halls and city nights
I've chased cheap thrills and coloured lights
Empty rooms and crowded bars
How you doin' tonight's and 'au revoirs'
So sit right down if you're feelin' blue
If you wanna get lost in a song or two
You turn to me I turn to you
These old hands know what to do
Written by:
Loene Carmen, Peter Head
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