Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold out Your Hand, artist - Dave Hause. Album song September Haze, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.10.2018
Record label: Dave Hause
Song language: English
Hold out Your Hand |
I run a lot of miles of life and crime |
And mountain climbs and quittin' times |
Packing that load of lyin' rhymes |
And tired jokes and wooden dimes |
I’ve been everybody’s friend, everybody’s friend |
I could lose my house, I could steal a car |
I could serve two masters, living hard |
Living like a dog in a cage in a yard |
With a fist full of cold hard cash that I can’t let go |
The devil can’t have my soul, the devil can’t get your soul |
The devil can’t get your soul |
Hold out your hand |
Take hold of mine and then |
Round and round we go |
Don’t you wanna dance |
I’m a dying man |
From the moment we began |
Hold out your hand |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
When the man comes around and the trumpet sounds |
And his number calls and the moment he falls |
In the haunted halls of man he will understand |
He will comprehend, he will not pretend |
He will not pretend |
When the rain don’t fall and the river don’t run |
And the wind takes orders from the blazing sun |
The devil don’t break for the fiery snake |
And you’ve had about as goddamn much as you can take |
The devil don’t take a break, the devil don’t take a break |
The devil don’t take no break |
Hold out your hand |
Take hold of mine and then |
Round and round we go |
Don’t you wanna dance |
I’m a dying man |
From the moment we began |
Hold out your hand |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Well he came to my door to sell me the fear |
With some cameras and bullets and tension and |
Here is a license for killing your own native son |
For a careless mistake and a fake plastic gun? |
Deliver your brother from violence and greed |
For the mountains, lay down for your faith like a seed |
A morning is coming of silver and light |
There will be color and language and nobody wanting to fight |
What a glorious sight! |
What a glorious sight! |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Hold out your hand (ba da da, ba da da, ba da da) |
Take hold of mine and then (ba da da, ba da da, ba da da) |
Round and round we go (ba da da, ba da da, ba da da) |
Don’t you wanna dance (ba da da, ba da da, ba da da) |
I’m a dying man (ba da da, ba da da, ba da da) |
From the moment we began (ba da da, ba da da, ba da da) |
Hold out your hand (ba da da, ba da da, ba da da) |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |
Ba da da, ba da da, ba da da |