Neil Young & the International Harvesters - Let Your Fingers Do the Walking Lyrics
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Let Your Fingers Do the Walking
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What Are The Lyrics For Let Your Fingers Do the Walking By Neil Young & the International Harvesters?
In the days of covered wagons
A man had his own way Whether talkin' to a woman Or crossing the USA No telephones were ringing No angry words exchanged I wish I was back in the saddle now Riding on the range Let your fingers do the walking Call me up some time I'm listed under Broken Hearts Looking for a good time I can't reach out and touch you You hung up on the line I'm your disconnected number now And you're a private line Well, I used to be so happy When you gave good phone I could call from anywhere For a little touch of home But now my heart is aching After every call By the way you talk you'd think You never gave good phone at all Let your fingers do the walking Call me up some time I'm listed under Broken Hearts Looking for a good time I can't reach out and touch you You hung up on the line I'm your disconnected number now And you're a private line Let your fingers do the walking Call me up some time I'm listed under Broken Hearts Looking for a good time I can't reach out and touch you You hung up on the line I'm your disconnected number now And you're a private line |
Who Wrote Let Your Fingers Do the Walking By Neil Young & the International Harvesters?
Neil Young
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What's The Duration Of The Let Your Fingers Do the Walking By Neil Young & the International Harvesters?The duration of Let Your Fingers Do the Walking is 3:03 minutes and seconds. |
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