Hands Of Time

Detroit built brakes so that they could make a Chevy slow down

And a just-right midnight sorry might turn goodbye around

Bloody Marys and aspirin will give a hangover one hell of a fight

But my remedy for handling 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 doing 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

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

And it's "Back In Black," "Shook Me All Night Long"

"Could You Be Loved," "Redemption Song"

"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

Hands of time

Tryin' to 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," how sweet the sound ("Amazing Grace")

Sunday morning coming 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 guitars

Turn up some loud guitars

(Turn it up loud) Turn up some loud guitars

(Turn it up) Crank some loud guitars

Crank up some loud guitars (Turn it up, turn it up now)

Wanna hear some loud guitars (Turn it up, turn it up now)

I'm gonna let some loud guitars and words that rhyme (Turn it up, turn it up now, turn it up)

Handle the hands of time