Hands Lyrics - Price

When I rolled out of town on the unpaved road 

I was fifty-seven dollars from being broke 

Kissed my mama and my sisters and I said goodbye 

And with my suitcase packed I wiped the tears from my eyes 

Times they were tough growing up at home 

My daddy lost the farm when I was two years old 

Took a job at the prison working second shift 

And that's the last time I let them take what should be his 

Cause all I want to do is make a little cash 

Cause I worked all the bad jobs bustin' my ass 

I want to buy back the farm 

And bring my mama home some wine 

And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time 

When I hit the city I joined the band 

Started singing in the bars and running with the men 

But the men they brought me problems 

And the drinking caused me grief 

I thought I'd found a friend but I only found a thief 

Soon I settled down with a married man 

We had a couple babies, started living off the land 

But my firstborn died and I cried out to God 

Is there anybody out there looking down on me at all? 

Cause all I want to do is make something last 

But I can't see the future, I can't change the past 

I want to buy back the farm 

And bring my mama home some wine 

Turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time 

Still I keep a'running fast as I can 

Trying to make something honest with my own two hands 

And I ain't got the breath to say another bad word 

So if I ever said it wrong won't you forget what you heard 

Cause all I want to do is make my own path 

Cause I know what I am, I know what I have 

I want to buy back the farm 

And bring my mama home some wine 

Turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time 

Cruel hands of time 

Cruel hands of time 

Cruel hands of time