Let Your Fingers Do The Walking
Neil Young · Other Songs - Neil Young
A man had his own way
Whether talkin' to a woman
Or crossing the U.S.A.
No telephones were ringing
No angry words exchanged.
I wish I was back in the saddle now
Riding on the range.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
I'm listed under Broken Hearts
Looking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the line
I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private line.
Well, I used to be so happy,
When you gave good 'phone.
I could call you up from anywhere
For a little bit of home
But now my heart is aching
After every call
By the way you talk you'd think
You never gave good 'phone at all.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
I'm listed under Broken Hearts
Looking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the line
I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private line.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
I'm listed under Broken Hearts.
Looking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the line
I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private line.
Let Your Fingers Do The Walking
Neil Young's rendition of "Let Your Fingers Do The Walking" captures the essence of his versatile approach to blues and rock standards. Originally written by Albert King, the track showcases Young's ability to reinterpret classic material with his signature earnestness and guitar work. This recording highlights his deep respect for blues traditions while maintaining the distinct sonic identity that has defined his extensive discography. The song serves as a testament to Young's enduring connection to the roots music that has influenced his career for decades. By engaging with such a well-known composition, Young demonstrates his capacity to honor established works while infusing them with his own emotional depth and stylistic nuances.