Real Estate Hands Lyrics

by Daryle Singletary

Daryle Singletary Real Estate Hands Lyrics

REAL ESTATE HANDS
DARYLE SINGLETARY
ROCKIN' IN THE COUNTRY
CAPO II:
FOR SALE AND A NUMBER ON A SIGN AT THE END OF THE DRIVE
PLASTIC TOYS AND A SWING SET ALL TANGLED UP IN GRASS, THATS GROWIN UP KNEE HIGH
I WALKED UP ON THE FRONT PORCH OF THE HOUSE, WHERE OUR LOVE MADE ITS LAST STAND
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS
I STOOD THERE ON THE WELCOME MAT, AND DISCOVERED, THEY FORGOT TO LOCK THE DOOR
I WAS GLAD THAT IS WAS OPEN, CAUSE MY OLD KEY DONT FIT HERE ANYMORE
ON THE WALL OF THE LIVING ROOM, I SAW MARKINGS, AND A CRAYON DRAWN STICK MAN
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS
HOW CAN YOU PUT A PRICE, ON SOMEONES PIECE OF LIFE, ID LIKE TO KNOW
SOMETHING SO PRECIOUS, CANT BE BOUGHT OR SOLD
LIKE THAT CORNER OF THE BEDROOM, WHERE WE MADE LOVE AND PLANS
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS
HOW CAN YOU PUT A PRICE, ON SOMEONES PIECE OF LIFE, ID LIKE TO KNOW
SOMETHING SO PRECIOUS, CANT BE BOUGHT OR SOLD
LIKE THAT CORNER OF THE BEDROOM, WHERE WE MADE LOVE AND PLANS
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS
THERES A THOUSAND MEMORIES, THAT ARE NOW, IN REAL ESTATE HANDS
CORRECTIONS + KUDOS WELCOME

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