He tore a bill break so thick it make a Chevy slow down
And I just ride midnight sorry my turn goodbye round
Bloody Mary's an aspirin don't give a hang over one hell of a fight
But my remedy for handling the hands of time
You sing a singin' Hollywood night,
see me losers get lucky sometimes
I paradise by the dashboard light,
now I'm just fine,
I'm doin' alright
We ain't as young as we used to be,
we're young and hot,
it's so easy when you listen
Now, guitars and words that rhyme,
I'm hangin' on 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
After work I like to put my elbows up on a bar
And girl I turn on the speakers when I need to speak to this old hall
And it's a back of black Chevy all night long,
juvie love,
redemption song
Lookin' back,
home sweet home,
I'm where I belong,
ain't nothin' wrong with it
We ain't as young as we used to be,
we're young and hot,
it's so easy when you listen
Now, guitars and words that rhyme,
I'm hangin' on the hands of time
The hands of time
I'm tryin' to hang on as the song rolls
like gravity pulls on the grains of singing
We take our licks like Texas toes,
we say thanks,
and we fold our hands
And it's amazing grace how sweet the sound,
Sunday morning comin' down
Tuesday's gone, green grass all my country,
they got me lonely
We ain't as young as we used to be,
but I'm chillin' to that,
when all you beggar men
Turn up some loud guitars,
crank
up some loud guitars,
wanna hear some loud guitars,
I'm gonna let some loud guitars and the
words that rhyme hang on the hands of time