Hands that are strong, but wrinkled. Doin' work that never gets done. Hair that's lost some of the beauty. By too many hours in the sun. . Eyes that show some disappointment.
Hands that are strong but wrinkled. Doing work that never gets done. Hair, that's lost some of the beauty. By too many hours in the sun. . Eyes, that show some disappointment.
I left my home town. Turned a good woman down. Even laughed at my own Mother's plea. I pushed her aside. Even laughed when she cried. Now I'm here in this penitentary.
Hey there, mister teardrop. Why do you keep falling?. Can't you see you only give me away. . Hey there, mister teardrop. Why do you keep falling?. Will it always, always be this way?.
Once I had a silly notion to out across the ocean. The future for me didn't look to bright. So I signed up with a tanker,. Got on board and raised the anchor.
Once I got a foolish notion to cross that big wide ocean. The furure for me didn't look so bright. So I signed up with a tanker got on board and raised the anchor.