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Dirt Gets Under the Fingernails - Harry Chapin
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Dirt Gets Under the Fingernails Harry Chapin

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Dirt Gets Under the Fingernails - Harry Chapin
Now he was a man who worked with his hands
Only in a motor he found peace
He could make an engine sing like a bird
He could find his only kind of release
When he was up to the elbows in the grease

She dreamed of a time for painting
As she was cleaning up his stains from the rug
She'd play all day with their children
And try to meet him with a welcome and hug
As he came shuffling through the house with a shrug

I tell you dirt gets under the fingernails
And hate gets under the skin
But a dream got a way of getting down to the bone
And the heart of a body that it's in

While he was making magic with his piston machines
She was cleaning up the mess he'd left behind
She was trying to make it through to the end of the day
With a little empty time
And do the painting that meant peace of mind

I tell you dirt gets under the fingernails
And hate gets under the skin
But a dream got a way of getting down to the bone
And the heart of a body that it's in
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