Lend A Hand Lyrics - Women And Country - Jakob Dylan

Blackbird sitting on an open gate 

Old camel now walking the plains 

West wind blowing in waist high weed 

A-sideways of the rain 

A bloodhound spent 

Can't get no trail 

Ain't no sign of man 

Wanna get ourselves 

On the straight and the narrow 

Gonna need a better plan 

I roll your sleeves up 

I hold back the dam 

I fill these bags with sand 

Every young boy, woman 

And every man 

Has got to lend a hand 

Now it ain't no old wife's tale 

It ain't no fable 

Payback is coming around 

The hourglass 

Sitting there on the table 

Filled on both sides now 

The work is potluck 

I grab a hatchet 

Now, wearing a glove that fits 

You can't take a punch 

Well, you might as well quit 

Won't matter how hard you hit 

I roll your sleeves up 

Shovel the land 

I rise up and learn how to stand 

Now, you're a toothless woman 

Or a one armed man 

You too got to lend a hand 

We're losing daylight 

You got to be swift 

You ain't got brains 

Yeah, you can lift 

Now, be an optimist 

See the glass half full 

You don't got a life 

What you got, eat it 

And when your father gets home 

Gonna turn on the lights 

We're up to our throats in knifes 

Those eyes will flash 

And his teeth will grind 

He'll say, "You're on your own, look alive" 

Suppose I quit shooting 

My wayward tribe 

Whatever would you do? 

Now take me to Hades 

Or take me to Memphis 

Just don't take me for one of you 

I roll your sleeves up 

The fat lady sang 

Now, grab your buckets and cans 

Come over the border 

Your papers in order 

You too got to lend a hand 

I roll your sleeves up 

I hold back the dam 

I fill these bags with sand 

Every young boy, woman 

And every tired old man 

You too got to lend a hand