State Radio Mr. Larkin lyrics

Mr. Larkin by 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