Lyrics Dirty Hand - Graham Bonnet

Dirty Hand

You know that it felt like the end of a long hard day
Couldn’t laugh so I nearly cried
Another night in another hotel room,
It’s breakin' me up inside
And the porter said, «Hey Mister,
Sir I’ve got a call for you,
She wouldn’t leave her name and number,
She’s gotta get thru to you»
It was a dirty hand she dealt me
You know it fell like a killer blow
But if it hadn’t been for that dirty hand
I guess I never know about a dirty hand
How come you’re sitting in this big old town,
Looking at the telephone,
It was a question I could not answer
Cos she knew I wasn’t sat at home,
She said if you’re going nowhere,
Would you like to come out and play
So I jumped into a long black limousine
Regret it to my dying day
It was a dirty hand she dealt me
You know it fell like a killer blow
But if it hadn’t been for that dirty hand
I guess I never know about a dirty hand
I’m drinking to a little something else
Soon I’m having quite a ball,
Forget about morning, how about tonight
I guess I didn’t mind at all,
And if you think it’s kind of funny
Then I tell you that’s alright
You see she left me with no money
And more that I had last night
A dirty hand she dealt me
You know it fell like a killer blow
But if it hadn’t been for that dirty hand
I guess I never know about a dirty hand
It was a dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
It was a dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
A dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
A dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
You know it was a dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
You know it was a dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
You know it was a dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
You know it was such a dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
It’s a dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)
It was dirty hand, (dirty hand she dealt me)