State Radio - Mr. Larkin lyrics

I work in the kitchen At an old folk's home I do my best but i too am getting on I do the dishes but lately i been dropping plates See as i get older my hands are starting to shake So mr larkin See i got to hold this job Did you misspeak when you told me She was all but gone Mr larkin Dock me my one week's pay But don't ask me to leave I can't afford that today Ten years ago my wife took sick So i brought her here My job i quit I started working for the home So i could be by her everyday We couldn't afford the cost in any other way So So mr larkin see i I know she know who i am Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand It's what i live for it's why she don't die So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try I walk to work on route 27 I see the same cars pa** everyday And through all this new england weather You know never once have i been late So mr larkin see i I know she know who i am Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand It's what i live for it's why she don't die So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try I see the argument you're makin' And i understand you got to do your job And believe me i know she's turning angel But you see this woman is all I got So mr larkin see i I know she know who i am Every now and then she'll squeeze my hand It's what i live for it's why she don't die So mr larkin won't you won't you give me this try Won't you give me this try Won't you give me this try