Neil Young Let Your Fingers Do The Walking Back in the days of covered wagons A man had his own way Whether talkin' to a woman Or crossing the U.S.A. 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're 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 you up from anywhere For a little bit 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're 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're hung up on the line I'm your disconnected number now And you're a private line. Mirror lyrics: And you're a private line. I'm your disconnected number now You're hung up on the line I can't reach out and touch you Looking for a good time. I'm listed under Broken Hearts. Call me up some time Let your fingers do the walking And you're a private line. I'm your disconnected number now You're hung up on the line I can't reach out and touch you Looking for a good time. I'm listed under Broken Hearts Call me up some time Let your fingers do the walking You never gave good 'phone at all. By the way you talk you'd think After every call But now my heart is aching For a little bit of home I could call you up from anywhere When you gave good 'phone. Well, I used to be so happy, And you're a private line. I'm your disconnected number now You're hung up on the line I can't reach out and touch you Looking for a good time. I'm listed under Broken Hearts Call me up some time Let your fingers do the walking Riding on the range. I wish I was back in the saddle now No angry words exchanged. No telephones were ringing Or crossing the U.S.A. Whether talkin' to a woman A man had his own way Back in the days of covered wagons Relevant Tags: LLet YYour FFingers DDo TThe WWalking et our ingers o he alking eLt oYur iFngers oD hTe aWlking ket gour cingers xo fhe aalking kLet gYour cFingers xDo fThe aWalking Lket Ygour Fcingers Dxo Tfhe Waalking oet hour ringers eo 5he 3alking oLet hYour rFingers eDo 5The 3Walking Loet Yhour Fringers Deo T5he W3alking pet 6our gingers fo hhe dalking pLet 6Your gFingers fDo hThe dWalking Lpet Y6our Fgingers Dfo Thhe Wdalking Leet uour tingers ro yhe ealking Lt uYour tFingers rDo yThe eWalking Lte Yuour Ftingers Dro Tyhe Wealking Lst 7our vingers co 6he salking Lset 7Your vFingers cDo 6The sWalking Lest Y7our Fvingers Dco T6he Wsalking L3t jour dingers so ghe 2alking L3et jYour dFingers sDo gThe 2Walking Le3t Yjour Fdingers Dso Tghe W2alking Lft tour Fiingers Doo rhe qalking Lfet tYour Fngers D rThe qWalking Left Ytour Fnigers Do Trhe Wqalking Lrt Yoour Fjngers Dk Lret Yur Fjingers Dko Te Wlking Lert Yuor Fijngers Dok Teh Wlaking L4t Ykur F9ngers D9 Tje Wzlking L4et Ykour F9ingers D9o Tjhe Wzalking Le4t Yokur Fi9ngers Do9 Thje Wazlking Ldt Y9ur Flngers D0 Tue Wqlking Ldet Y9our Flingers D0o Tuhe Ledt Yo9ur Filngers Do0 Thue Waqlking Lwt Y0ur Fongers Dl Tne Wslking Lwet Y0our Foingers Dlo Tnhe Lewt Yo0ur Fiongers Dol Thne Waslking Lett Ylur Fkngers Di Tbe Wwlking Le Ylour Fkingers Dio Tbhe Wwalking Let Yolur Fikngers Doi Thbe Wawlking Lef Yiur F8ngers Tge Wxlking Yiour F8ingers Wxalking Letf Yoiur Fi8ngers Thge Waxlking Le5 Youur Fungers Tye Wallking Le5t Yor Fuingers Waking Let5 Yoru Fiungers Thye Wakling Leh Yohr Finngers Thee Wakking Leht Yohur Figers Th Waklking Leth Youhr Figners The Walkking Ley Yo7r Fimgers Ths Waoking Leyt Yo7ur Fimngers Thse Waolking Lety You7r Finmgers Thes Waloking Le6 Yokr Fihgers Th3 Wapking Le6t Fihngers Th3e Waplking Let6 Youkr Finhgers The3 Walpking Leg Yoir Fijgers Thf Legt Thfe Waling Letg Youir Finjgers Thef Walikng Ler Yo8r Fibgers Thr Walling Yo8ur Fibngers Thre Letr You8r Finbgers Ther Walkling Yojr Finggers Th4 Waloing Yojur Finers Th4e Youjr Finegrs The4 Walkoing Yoyr Finhers Thd Walming Yoyur Thde Walmking Youyr Finghers Thed Walkming Yourr Finyers Thw Waljing You Finygers Thwe Waljking Your Fingyers Thew Walkjing Youd Finbers Waliing

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