John Mellencamp - Empty Hands lyrics

In the shadows of the smokestacks

Through the black snow, that lay on the land

Walked home one winter morning

With my live 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 takin´ in some laundry

I got a part time job in a drive-in stand

Oh lord, what did I do

To deserve these empty hands?

Chorus:

Across the cities

Across this land

Through the valleys

And across the sand

Too 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 dammn

That´s no way for us to live

We´ve got to fill these empty hands

Chorus:

Across the cities

Across this land

Through the valleys

And across the sand

Too many people standin´ in line

Too many people with nothin´ planned

There´s too many people with

Empty hands