Lyrics I Hope They Get to Me In Time - Darius Rucker
I′m
eight
years
old,
daddy's
cutting
my
hair
Aqua
Velva
on
his
hands
Mama′s
in
the
kitchen,
Got
fried
green
tomatoes
poppin'
in
the
pan
I
see
a
home
run,
a
gold
line
Holding
my
breath
getting
baptized
I
see
her
beautiful
face
under
that
veil
as
she's
walking
down
the
aisle
I
can
hear
the
sirens
coming
Smell
the
gasoline
and
smoke
I′m
pinned
against
this
steering
wheel
Pretty
sure
my
arm
is
broke
I
can
see
the
flames
and
my
life
Flashing
right
before
my
eyes
I
hope
they
get
to
me
in
time
I
could
see
the
headlights
swerve
So
I
cut
the
wheel
to
the
right
Last
thing
I
saw
was
the
bottle
turned
up
As
he
crossed
that
center
line
I
see
tiny
hands,
brown
eyes
Falling
asleep
to
that
lullaby
And
you
slide
over
next
to
me
as
I
turned
out
the
lights
I
can
hear
the
sirens
coming
Smell
the
gasoline
and
smoke
I′m
pinned
against
this
steering
wheel
Pretty
sure
my
arm
is
broke
I
can
see
the
flames
and
my
life
Flashing
right
before
my
eyes
I
hope
they
get
to
me
in
time
Please
Lord,
I'm
begging
you
Don′t
let
me
go
like
this
There's
so
much
left
that
I
want
to
do
So
much
I
don′t
want
to
miss,
no
I
can
see
the
flames
and
my
life
Flashing
right
before
my
eyes
I
hope
they
get
to
me
in
time
Just
get
to
me
in
time
Please
get
to
me
in,
in
time
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.