Broken Hands

Carla Olson

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    Yeah, I got broken hands, God

    Feel so loose and I feel so free
    Running so fast that you can't catch me
    Play the night like a dream machine
    Play my guitar 'cause I feel so mean

    Drivin' down the highway
    Trying to get ahead
    And I shake the blues away, yeah
    Yeah, broken hands, I'm a broken man

    Ah baby, where are we?
    Howling winds on a heavy sea
    Always think that you got it made
    I can never see you behind your shades

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    Fools are around me, the devils inside
    So much craziness to exercise
    Let's get small and get some lovin' done
    This life's so hard, hit and run

    There's nothin' happenin' here, anyway
    If we sit around much longer we're gonna slide away
    Mesmerizing, washed out eyes
    Users and losers, hypnotized

    I like music that sounds so sweet
    I like to dance and move my feet
    When I hear such a heavy sound
    Come on baby, let's get down

    Drivin' down the highway
    I'm just trying to get ahead
    And shake these blues away
    There's nothin' happenin' here, anyway

    Yeah, broken hands, I'm down and out
    Gimme a smile and I'll pull ya out
    Yeah, broken hands

    Yeah, broken hands, I'm a broken man
    Yeah, broken hands, I'm down and out
    Gimme a smile and I'll pull ya out

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    Composición: Mick Taylor y Carla Olson

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