Mr. Larkin

I work in the kitchen

At an old folk's home

I do my best, but I too am gettin' old

I do the dishes but lately I been droppin plates

See as I get older, my hands are startin to shake

So Mr. Larkin

See I got to hold this job

Did you misspeak when you told me

She's all but gone

So Mr. Larkin

Dock me my one week's pay

But don't ask me to leave

We can't afford that today

Ten years ago, my wife took sick

So I brought her here, my job I quit

Started working for the home

So I could be by her everyday

We couldn't afford the cost in any other way

So Mr. Larkin

See I know she know who I am

Everynow and then, she'll squeeze my hand

It's what I live for and 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 everyday

And through all this New England weather

You know never once have I been late

So Mr. Larkin

See I know she know who I am

Everynow and then, she'll squeeze my hand

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

So Mr. Larkin won't you

Won't you give me this try

I see the arguement you are making

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 know she know who I am

Everynow and then, she'll squeeze my hand

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

So Mr. Larkin won't you

Won't you give me this try