Neil Young - Fingers lyrics

[Verse 1] Back in the days of covered wagons A man had his own way Whether talking to a woman Or crossing the U.S.A No telephones were ringing No angry words exchanged I wish I was back in the saddle now Riding on the range [Chorus] Let your fingers do the walking Call me up some time I'm listed under Broken Hearts Looking for a good time I can't reach out and touch you You're hung up on the line I'm your disconnected number now And you're a private line [Verse 2] Well, I used to be so happy When you gave good 'phone I could call you up from anywhere For a little bit of home But now my heart is aching After every call By the way you talk you'd think You never gave good 'phone at all [Chorus][2x]