Our Work Was Good

Oh, the night is wild
And he is fine, and away we go

And oh, our hands were tired
But our work was good
And our hands would hold

Brother, our troubles are
Locked in each other's arms
And away we go

Happen, did it happen?
Is it over, is it done?

Answer, you'd only answer
In questions, you knew me well
After, did we care for
One another or ourselves at all?

Over, is it over? Did it happen?
I knew him well