I work with dirty hands I talk, I talk like every man I see just what everyone else sees I'm 90 I just want that one last bell to ring - Why didn't I give to you? Why couldn't I stick through? One measly life I had to take With you an hour is everything - I've worked with dirty hands I've walked to places not known by a righteous man I'm always still but never listening If it's like Hell here.. Why couldn't I just have had the love to sing - Why didn't I give to you? Why couldn't I stick through? One measly life I had to take When an hour with you is everything - You gave all you could give to me I wouldn't keep it not even for free - In my hour I drone to bed Every night looking forward to & fearing death A simple answer I won't know Why didn't I give to you?