I've seen your hands grease,
stain,
turn a wrench,
swing a hammer,
take apart a V8,
put it back together and never miss a move.
They just know what to do.
And I've seen your hands tending to heading east
on 40 hometown in the rearview you left for me
letting go of everything so I could chase a dream
steady and true and strong and right where I belong
holding a beer on a Friday night holding a match when I need a light
holding the door and my old guitar there
on my knee in a crowd in a dive bar
holding a ring in my heart for the rest of my life
and that band I hope your hands always holding mine
I felt your hands in the dark light me up all over running
through my hair and pulling me closer like nobody else
you hold me better than I know myself
you pick me up when I can't stand
like my mama prayed for a kind man holding a beer on a Friday night
holding a match when I need a light
holding the door and my old guitar
there on my knee in a crowd in a dive
bar holding a ring in my heart for the
rest of my life wearing that band I hope
you hands always holding mine when we got
the whole world in the palm of you when
the going gets tough ain't letting go
of you
yeah we'll make the most of it
holding a beer on a Friday
night holding a match when I need a light
in a crowd in a dive bar holding a ring
in my heart for the rest of my life
wearing that band I hope your hands always holding mine