Lyrics Only Gettin' On - Mick Flannery

Only Gettin' On

You let me help you with your washing babe
You know I’ve been asleep all day
You’re getting tired of me, you’re tired now of all my ways
You let me help you with that folding girl
You know I’ve been away all year
I hope you’re true to me
Hope you don’t let no other man in here
You think I roll out this land, my pistol in my hand
Lining up another score
But you’re wrong babe, you’re wrong
I’m only getting on, trying to make it so we can live some more
You let me help you with them bolts of yours
You know I’ve missed you so…
It be hard baby
Harder than you’ve ever known
You think I roll out this land, my pistol in my hand
Lining up another score
But you’re wrong babe, you’re wrong
I’m only getting on, trying to make it so we can live some more
You let me help you with your packing girl
I’ve been doing it since the day we met
I tried baby, I tried baby
Don’t forget…