We Used to Protest / Gamble

She sings songs 60 years old 40 years too late

Resounding voice down our estate

It's only when she's asked of you, finds herself come unglued

Oh my singer missing screws

I never knew him as this man, just a boy cap in hand

Take me out in borrowed shoes

If we'd grown old together

If we'd grown old together

Eyes might age and places fade

Skin gets thicker but I hope, I hope, I hope we'll feel the same

Gambling

She sings songs 60 years old 40 years too late

Resounding voice down our estate

They would stand side by side, placards pinched in their fists

Staring dead across the picket lines

And how he'd cup a cigarette, saying "I know we'll get there yet"

And I know we would stood with you

If we'd grown old together

If we'd grown old together

Eyes might age and places fade

Skin gets thicker but I hope, I hope, I hope we'll feel the same

Gambling

She sings songs 60 years old 40 years too late

You could see it in her face

So I put you on a train going Sheffield to Boston

You'll find work, I'll work right here

Never knew you as this man, just a boy cap in hand

And your kisses were free

If we'd grown old together

If we'd grown old together

Eyes might age and places fade

Skin gets thicker but I hope, I hope, I hope we'll feel the same

If we'd grown old together

If we'd grown old together

Eyes might age and places fade

Skin gets thicker as our bodies wrinkle

Hair fall out as our ideals falter

Kingdoms crumble but I hope, I hope, I hope we'll feel the same

Gambling

Gambling