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“LIFE HANDS YOU” words and music by: Kevin Edwards Cleaning
my garage on a Sunday afternoon Sorting
through things because my son just moved I
found an old skateboard in his Eagles cap His
number one team but they never brought it back A
dusty fishing pole an old shotgun shell Notes
inside of his first…his first kill Chorus
1 God
help me this will take forever Packing
up memories in a cardboard box Life
flies by too damn quickly And
all at once it hands you…teardrops… Verse
2 Cleaning
my garage on a Sunday afternoon Drinking
a couple of beers while I’m thinking it through Yeah
all the times we laughed and the times we fought Hey
there’s his old bike the one I taught him on Just
like the crash of the waves when we were surfing at the shore In
a blink of an eye my boy…ain’t a boy anymore… Chorus
2 God
help me this will take forever Packing
up memories in a cardboard box Life
flies by too damn quickly And
all at once it hands you …teardrops… Bridge:
(musical) Chorus
3 God
help me this will take forever Packing
up memories in a cardboard box Life
flies by so damn quickly And
all at once it hands you… And
all at once it hands you… And
all at once it hands you…teardrops… Outro Cleaning
my garage on a Sunday afternoon Sorting
through things because my son…my son just moved |