Dirty Hand - Graham Bonnet

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)