Let Your Fingers Do the Walking
Neil Young Lyrics


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In the days of covered wagons
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 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 from anywhere
For a little touch 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 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 hung up on the line




I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private line.

Overall Meaning

The song "Let Your Fingers Do The Walking" by Neil Young & The International Harvesters is about the challenges of staying connected in a world without telephones. The lyrics describe a time when a man had to rely on his own devices to interact with others, whether it be talking to a woman or crossing the country. The absence of phones also meant a lack of conflict, as angry words were not exchanged. The singer longs to be back in that simple time, riding on the range.


The chorus of the song "Let your fingers do the walking" is a reference to the Yellow Pages slogan that encourages people to use the phonebook to find businesses and services. However, in this context, the song takes on a more personal and emotional meaning. The singer requests that the listener call him up, as he is listed under "Broken Hearts" and looking for a good time. Despite his desire for connection, he is unable to reach out and touch the person on the other end of the line, as they have hung up and left him as a disconnected number. The final line, "And you're a private line," suggests that the other person is unattainable or uninterested.


Overall, the song reflects on the difficulties of communication in a changing world, and the longing for a simpler time when connections were more meaningful.


Line by Line Meaning

In the days of covered wagons
In the past, people had more autonomy and independence.


A man had his own way
Men had more control over their own lives and decisions.


Whether talkin' to a woman
When communicating with women.


Or crossing the U.S.A.
Or traveling across the United States.


No telephones were ringing
There were no phones to ring for communication.


No angry words exchanged.
There was less conflict due to the lack of communication.


I wish I was back in the saddle now
I long for the past and a simpler way of life.


Riding on the range.
Riding freely in nature, away from modern communication.


Let your fingers do the walking
Use the phone directories to find someone's number and contact them.


Call me up some time
Contact me by phone at some point.


I'm listed under Broken Hearts
I am available, but I am currently experiencing heartache.


Looking for a good time.
Searching for a way to feel better and have an enjoyable experience.


I can't reach out and touch you
I cannot physically touch you through the phone.


You hung up on the line
You ended the call abruptly.


I'm your disconnected number now
You cannot contact me anymore.


And you're a private line.
You are inaccessible or unavailable for communication.


Well, I used to be so happy,
In the past, I was content.


When you gave good phone.
When you communicated well through the phone.


I could call from anywhere
I had the freedom to call you from anywhere.


For a little touch of home
To feel connected and comforted.


But now my heart is aching
Now I am experiencing pain and sadness.


After every call
After talking to you.


By the way you talk you'd think
Based on the way you talk on the phone, I would believe.


You never gave good phone at all.
That you were never good at communicating through the phone.




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