We used to protest/gamble (gamblers version)

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