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