State Radio - Mr. Larkin lyrics

I work in the kitchen

At an old folk's home

I do my best but i too am getting on

I do the dishes but lately i been dropping plates

See as i get older my hands are starting to shake

So mr larkin

See i got to hold this job

Did you misspeak when you told me

She was all but gone

Mr larkin

Dock me my one week's pay

But don't ask me to leave

I can't afford that today

Ten years ago my wife took sick

So i brought her here

My job i quit

I started working for the home

So i could be by her everyday

We couldn't afford the cost in any other way

So

So mr larkin see i

I know she know who i am

Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand

It's what i live for it's why she don't die

So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try

I walk to work on route 27

I see the same cars pass everyday

And through all this new england weather

You know never once have i been late

So mr larkin see i

I know she know who i am

Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand

It's what i live for it's why she don't die

So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try

I see the argument you're makin'

And i understand you got to do your job

And believe me i know she's turning angel

But you see this woman is all I got

So mr larkin see i

I know she know who i am

Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand

It's what i live for it's why she don't die

So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try

Won't you give me this try

Won't you give me this try