Northern Pikes Love These Hands
I love these hands so soft and strong I love these hands they can do no wrong I love these hands they belong to you And I will love these hands my life through Cold night on the western shore Wide awake and we're movin' too slow Letters and pictures and old gravel roads Carry me home Well you held so tight in a rain of tears I knew you were mine I'd never leave you think I'd die if I did You seem to know a lot for a small town kid Let's plant a seed and watch it grow Takin' it slow Well a thousand miles on a telephone line] And nothing in between I wanna hold you and squeeze you so tight I wanna hold you and make it alright Please make it alright Please make it alright I have a picture I keep in my bag I bring it out when my spirits drag It's you and me from a long time ago Takin' it slow Well you hammer that nail and bite that lip You can't wait til tomorrow
