Lyrics:
Neil Young Fingers

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

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

Translation: Neil Young. Let Your Fingers Do The Walking.

Translation: Neil Young. Let Your Fingers Do The Walking.

Translation: Neil Young. Fingers.

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

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

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

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