The Hand I Hold

by Billy Gewin

Genre: Folk/Acoustic

Lyrics

Chorus:
I am hardened by my luck
And the great disaster I behold
But as sure as I am standing
I will play the hand I hold

There is work to be done amidst
Broken levies, dreams and power lines
Though I cry for flooded houses and floating bodies
They are flames from which I rise

– Chorus –

Went out drinking one night to the casinos
When I left I had nothing I brought in
Swore revenge and I cursed the lights and tables
Now I’d sell my soul to see them standing again

Bridge:
Moses stumbled down the mountain
Joseph found some extra room
Somehow Job kept up his faith and I know
If it’s what I must do
Somehow I can, too

Well this truck will be late, but it’s coming
We packed it up with things we thought you’d need
It isn’t much, just a drop in the bucket
Not an eye was dry as it rolled out onto the street

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