Mae Estes Your Hands
[Verse 1]
I've seen your hands greased, stained
Turn a wrench, swing a hammer, take apart a V8
Put it back together and never miss a move
They just know what to do
And I've seen your hands ten and two
Headed East, down 40, hometown in the rearview
You left for me, letting go of everything
So I could chase a dream
Steady and true and strong
And right where I belong
[Chorus]
Holding a beer on a Friday night
Holding a match when I need a light
Holding the door and my old guitar
There on my knee in the crowd in a dive bar
Holding a ring and my heart for the rest of my life
Wearing that band, I hope your hand's always holding mine
[Verse 2]
I felt your hands in the dark, light me up all over
Running through my hair and pulling me closer
Like nobody else, know me better than I know myself
You pick me up when I can't stand
Like my momma prayed for kinda man
[Chorus]
Holding a beer on a Friday night
Holding a match when I need a light
Holding the door and my old guitar
There on my knee in the crowd in a dive bar
Holding a ring and my heart for the rest of my life
Wearing that band, I hope your hand's always holding mine
[Bridge]
When we got the whole world in the palm of it
When the going gets tough, ain't letting go of it
Yeah we'll make the most of it
[Chorus]
Holding a beer on a Friday night
Holding a match when I need a light
Holding the door and my old guitar
There on my knee in the crowd in a dive bar
Holding a ring and my heart for the rest of my life
Wearing that band, I hope your hand's always holding mine
Holding mine
