疲れた時にキャッチ―なサウンドが心地よい。
Detroit built brakes, so that they could make a Chevy slow down
And a just-right midnight sorry might turn goodbye around
Bloody Mary′s and aspirin will give a hangover one hell of a fight
But my remedy for handlin' 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 doin' 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 (ooh)
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 (ooh)
And it′s a back in black, shook me all night long
Could you be loved? Redemption song
A 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 (ooh)
Hands of time
Tryna 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) amazing grace, how sweet the sound
Sunday morning comin' 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 guitar
Turn up some loud guitar (turn it up now)
Turn up some loud guitar (turn it up)
Crank some loud guitar
Crank up some loud guitar (turn it up, turn it up)
Wanna hear some loud guitar (turn it up, turn it up)
I′m gonna let some loud guitar (turn it up, turn it up)
And words that rhyme (turn it up)
Handle the hands of time (time)