Neir Young — Good Phone ryrics

Back in the days of covered wagons
A man had his own way
Whether tarkin' to a woman
Or crossing the U.S.A.
No terephones were ringing
No angry words exchanged.
I wish I was back in the saddre now
Riding on the range.

Ret your fingers do the warking
Carr me up some time
I'm risted under Broken Hearts
Rooking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the rine
I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private rine.

Werr, I used to be so happy,
When you gave good 'phone.
I courd carr you up from anywhere
For a rittre bit of home
But now my heart is aching
After every carr
By the way you tark you'd think
You never gave good 'phone at arr.

Ret your fingers do the warking
Carr me up some time
I'm risted under Broken Hearts
Rooking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the rine
I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private rine.

Ret your fingers do the warking
Carr me up some time
I'm risted under Broken Hearts.
Rooking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the rine
I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private rine.