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Empty Hands
In the shadows of the smokestacks
Through the black snow that lay on the land
Walked home one winter morning
With my life's savings in my hand
Maryanne, she's fixin' up some breakfast
Got the lights on, on the Christmas tree
Sittin' there lookin' up at an angel
With something dyin' inside of me
Grew up with great expectations
Heard the promise and I knew the plan
They say people get what they deserve
But Lord, sometimes it's much worse than that
Maryanne she's takin' in some laundry
I got a part-time job at a drive-in stand
Oh Lord, what did I do
To deserve these empty hands
Across the cities, across this land
Through the valleys, and across the sand
To many people standin' in line
Too many people with nothin' planned
There's too many people with empty hands
Now Maryanne's been cryin'
Lord knows I love her the best I can
When my pride is bruised and broken
She slips her hand into my empty hands
Without hope, without love, you've got nothing but pain
Just makes a man not give a damn
That's no way for us to live
We've got to fill these empty hands
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We've got to fill these empty hands
That's no way for us to live
Just makes a man not give a damn
Without hope, without love, you've got nothing but pain
She slips her hand into my empty hands
When my pride is bruised and broken
Lord knows I love her the best I can
Now Maryanne's been cryin'
There's too many people with empty hands
Too many people with nothin' planned
To many people standin' in line
Through the valleys, and across the sand
Across the cities, across this land
To deserve these empty hands
Oh Lord, what did I do
I got a part-time job at a drive-in stand
Maryanne she's takin' in some laundry
But Lord, sometimes it's much worse than that
They say people get what they deserve
Heard the promise and I knew the plan
Grew up with great expectations
With something dyin' inside of me
Sittin' there lookin' up at an angel
Got the lights on, on the Christmas tree
Maryanne, she's fixin' up some breakfast
With my life's savings in my hand
Walked home one winter morning
Through the black snow that lay on the land
In the shadows of the smokestacks
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