Nothing You Can Do

by Turnpike Troubadours

From the album: The Price of Admission

Duration: 03:31

The Price of Admission cover art

Lyrics for Nothing You Can Do

In the old town square The trumpets blow The dawn breaks Through the local drone She fires a look Knocks you outta your shoes And there's nothing that you can do In a hotel room On St. Vincent Street The walls repeat Old hopes and dreams "I like a working man" And he said "I got the workin' man's blues" And there's nothing that you can do The factory roars And the clouds cry A Blue Jay mourns As the evening dies She's laid out long Like she came from the Louvre And there's nothing that you can do To the ancient sea The anchor's tossed The waves crash Cut the Albatross If he walks away at all It'll be black & blue And there's nothing that you can do In the old town square He stands alone They're sweeping up Streets of cobblestone While the accordion plays A soft mournful tune There's nothing you can do No, there's nothing you can do

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