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Blackbird sitting on an open gateCattle out walking the plainsWest winds blowing the waist-high wheatSideways in the rainBloodhounds spent, get no trailThere ain't no sign of manWant to get ourselves on the straight and the narrowGonna need a better planRoll your sleeves, hold back the damFill these bags with sandEvery young boy, woman, and every manHas got to lend a handIt ain't no wives tale, it ain't no fablePayback is coming aroundThe hourglass is sitting there on the tableFilled on both sides nowThe work is potluck, grab a hatchetWear any glove that fitsYou can't take a punch then you might as well quitIt won't matter how hard you hitRoll up your sleeves, shovel in handRise up and learn how to standYou're a toothless woman or a one-armed manSongtexteYou too got to lend a handWe're losing daylight, you've got to be swiftYou ain't got brains than you can liftBe an optimist and see the glass half fullYou don't got to like what you've got in itWhen our father gets home he's gonna turn on the lightsWe're up to our throats in knivesHis eyes will flash and his teeth will grindHe'll say "You're on your own, look alive!"Suppose I quit you, my wayward tribeWhatever would you do?Take me to Hades or take me to MemphisJust don't take me for one of youRoll your sleeves up, the fat lady sangGrab your buckets and cansCome over the border, your papers in orderYou too got to lend a handRoll your sleeves up, hold back the damFill these bags with sandEvery young boy, woman, every tired old manYou too got to lend a hand Aus Songtexte Mania