John Mellencamp - Empty Hands lyrics

In the shadows of the smokestacks Through the black snow, that lay on the land Walked home one winter morning With my live savings in my hand Maryanne, she Got the lights on, on the christmas tree Sittin With something dyin Grew up with great expectations Heard the promise and i knew the plan They say people get what they deserve But lord, sometimes it Maryanne, she takin I got a part time job in a drive-in stand Oh lord, what did i do To deserve these empty hands? Chorus: Across the cities Across this land Through the valleys And across the sand Too many people standin Too many people with nothin There Empty hands Now maryanne When my pride is bruised and broken She slips her hand into my empty hands Without hope, without love You Just makes a man not give a dammn That We Chorus: Across the cities Across this land Through the valleys And across the sand Too many people standin Too many people with nothin There Empty hands