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Margo Price - Hands of Time (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Margo Price
Margo Price
Acoustic Guitar
Alex Munoz
Alex Munoz
Dobro
Dillon Napier
Dillon Napier
Drums
Eleonore Denig
Eleonore Denig
Violin
Jamie Davis
Jamie Davis
Electric Guitar
Jeremy Ivey
Jeremy Ivey
Bass
Kristin Weber
Kristin Weber
Violin
Larissa Maestro
Larissa Maestro
Cello
Micah Hulscher
Micah Hulscher
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Margo Price
Margo Price
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Munoz
Alex Munoz
Engineer
Matt Ross-Spang
Matt Ross-Spang
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When I rolled out of town on the unpaved road
I was fifty-seven dollars from bein' broke
Kissed my mama and my sisters, and I said goodbye
And with my suitcase packed, I wiped the tears from my eyes
[Verse 2]
Times they were tough growin' up at home
My daddy lost the farm when I was two years old
Took a job at the prison workin' second shift
And that's the last time I'll let them take what should be his
[Verse 3]
'Cause all I wanna do is make a little cash
'Cause I've worked all the bad jobs and busted my ass
I wanna buy back the farm and bring my mama home some wine
And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time
[Verse 4]
When I hit the city, I joined a band
Started singin' in the bars and runnin' with the men
But the men they brought me problems
And the drinkin' caused me grief
I thought I found a friend but I only found a thief
[Verse 5]
Soon I settled down with a married man
We had a couple babies, started livin' off the land
But my first born died and I cried out to God
Is there anybody out there lookin' down on me at all?
[Verse 6]
'Cause all I wanna do is make somethin' last
But I can't see the future, I can't change the past
I wanna buy back the farm and bring my mama home some wine
And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time
[Verse 7]
Still I keep a runnin', fast as I can
Try to make somethin' 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
[Verse 8]
'Cause all I wanna do is make my own path
'Cause I know what I am, I know what I have
I wanna buy back the farm and bring my mama home some wine
And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time
[Verse 9]
Cruel hands of time
Cruel hands of time
Cruel hands of time
Written by: Jeremy Ivey/Margo Price
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