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I work in the kitchen |
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At an old folk's home |
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I do my best but i too am getting on |
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I do the dishes but lately i been dropping plates |
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See as i get older my hands are starting to shake |
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So mr larkin |
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See i got to hold this job |
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Did you misspeak when you told me |
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She was all but gone |
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Mr larkin |
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Dock me my one week's pay |
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But don't ask me to leave |
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I can't afford that today |
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Ten years ago my wife took sick |
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So i brought her here |
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My job i quit |
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I started working for the home |
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So i could be by her everyday |
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We couldn't afford the cost in any other way |
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So So mr larkin see i |
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I know she know who i am |
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Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand |
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It's what i live for it's why she don't die |
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So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try |
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I walk to work on route 27 |
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I see the same cars pass everyday |
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And through all this new england weather |
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You know never once have i been late |
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So mr larkin see i |
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I know she know who i am |
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Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand |
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It's what i live for it's why she don't die |
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So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try |
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I see the argument you're makin' |
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And i understand you got to do your job |
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And believe me i know she's turning angel |
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But you see this woman is all |
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I got So mr larkin see i |
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I know she know who i am |
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Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand |
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It's what i live for it's why she don't die |
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So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try |
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Won't you give me this try |
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Won't you give me this try |
