Lyrics Hands Of Time - Eric Church
Detroit
built
brakes,
so
that
they
could
make
a
Chevy
slow
down
And
a
just-right
midnight
sorry
might
turn
goodbye
around
Bloody
Mary's
and
aspirin
will
give
a
hangover
one
hell
of
a
fight
But
my
remedy
for
handlin'
the
hands
of
time
Is
Seger
singing
"Hollywood
Nights"
Even
the
losers
get
lucky
sometimes
A
paradise
by
the
dashboard
light
And
I'm
just
fine,
I'm
doin'
alright
We
ain't
as
young
as
we
used
to
be
But
young
at
heart
is
so
easy
When
you
let
some
loud
guitars
and
words
that
rhyme
Handle
the
hands
of
time
My
go-to
game
day
jersey's
always
Carolina
blue
When
I
need
to
find
forgiveness
I
find
a
little
small
town
church
pew,
yeah
(ooh)
After
work,
I
like
to
put
my
elbows
up
on
a
bar
And,
girl,
I
turn
to
the
speakers
when
I
need
to
speak
to
this
ol'
heart
(ooh)
And
it's
a
back
in
black,
shook
me
all
night
long
Could
you
be
loved?
Redemption
song
A
Luckenbach,
home
sweet
home
I'm
where
I
belong,
ain't
nothing
wrong,
yeah
We
ain't
as
young
as
we
used
to
be
But
young
at
heart
is
so
easy
When
you
let
some
loud
guitars
and
words
that
rhyme
Handle
the
hands
of
time
(ooh)
Hands
of
time
Tryna
hang
on
as
the
song
rolls
Like
gravity
pulls
on
the
grains
of
sand
We
take
our
licks,
life
takes
its
toll
We
say,
"Thanks,"
and
we
fold
our
hands
And
it's
(amazing
grace)
amazing
grace,
how
sweet
the
sound
Sunday
morning
comin'
down
Tuesday's
gone,
green
grass
of
home
(tuesday's
gone)
I
come
to
the
garden
alone,
yeah
We
ain't
as
young
as
we
used
to
be
But
until
under
that
willow,
you
bury
me
I'm
gonna
turn
up
some
loud
guitar
Turn
up
some
loud
guitar
(turn
it
up
now)
Turn
up
some
loud
guitar
(turn
it
up)
Crank
some
loud
guitar
Crank
up
some
loud
guitar
(turn
it
up,
turn
it
up)
Wanna
hear
some
loud
guitar
(turn
it
up,
turn
it
up)
I'm
gonna
let
some
loud
guitar
(turn
it
up,
turn
it
up)
And
words
that
rhyme
(turn
it
up)
Handle
the
hands
of
time
(time)
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