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Anderson John Bigger Hands

I used to run with the wildest crowd spinnin' wheels and gettin' loud Crazy as a loon and closin' down the bars at three But the whiskey 'bout done me

Cold coffee and hot beer That's kinda how things are around here We used to have such a happy home But now we don't because she is gone Can't get a hug

I wish I had better news but she was still in love with you Wish I could look you in the eye, say it's a lie, just isn't true Wish I had better news

? Some folks never give a damn Soon they're gonna find it's in bigger hands than yours and mine Soon we're gonna find it's in bigger hands than yours

in half and he can't afford to die And it's a cryin' shame 'cause he ain't the one to blame And when I look down and see those calloused hands Well,

Last night I went to town, hit every bar around A hundred bottles of beer on the wall, Lord I though I could drink 'em all Jose, Jack and Jim my best