Hands of Time

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