Sat all winter under shadow Where the cold got in the gear Said I'd look at it tomorrow And I said it for a year Fella came and made a number Walked around her, saw the toll Said I'd get more for the pieces Than I'd ever get to make her whole Bodywork Right down to the mettle Bodywork Let the dust to settle Ain't a thing that takes a day Ain't a thing you throw away Mend the body, do the work Some things you can't do alone Lover came with a compressor Left the hammer on the floor Left the money on the dresser Every panel takes a season Every seam has got to set Every fracture has a reason Every play comes with a bet Bodywork Right down to the mettle Bodywork Let the dust to settle Ain't a thing that takes a day Ain't a thing you throw away Mend the body, do the work Had the paper on the table Had the number in my hand Had her running as she's able Had to see right where I stand Lord knows that I need the tender But standing in the morning light Put my hand down on the fender Said I'm gonna make it right Bodywork Right down to the mettle Bodywork Let the dust to settle Ain't a thing that takes a day Ain't a thing you throw away Mend the body, do the work Turned the key on Sunday morning Had a reason, had a plan Turned the key on Sunday morning, and she ran
