John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
John Wesley Harding
[Verse 1]
Darling, when you sit up and stare all night
I get the feeling that something ain't right
My heart starts to beat on my drum-tight skin
I just wanna kick it in
I know you start weeping when you think that I'm sleeping
I know you know that you just can't win
But I'll try my best
You know honey I swear I will
[Verse 2]
Oh darling, you pretend to sleep but I know it's a lie
This bed is wet from the tears you cry
Lie there frustrated, don't know what to do
Sometimes I can't get through to you
I know you can't explain what's giving you pain
You just can't contain all your blues
But honey I'll try my best
You know that I have sworn I will
[Chorus]
So now if you wanna come out and talk about it
Well, I'll try to understand
Well, if you wanna yell it baby, scream it, please shout it
And I'll try to understand
For now you know I just can't stand
To see this sand
Slipping out of my hand
[Verse 3]
Oh darling, when you just can't take it anymore
Shout it out, now, tell me what you're crying for
Don't let it rage inside, that won't help you none
Be like staring into the barrel of a loaded gun
I will help you feel more self-assured
Even if it cuts to the core
I'll try to take it like a man
I'll, I'll try my best
But only because I have sworn I will
[Chorus]
So now if you wanna come out and talk about it
Well, I'll try to understand
Well, if you wanna yell it baby, scream it, please shout it
And I'll try to understand
For now you know I just can't stand
To see this sand
Slipping out of my hand
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 1]
Darling, when you sit up and stare all night
You know I get the feeling
I get the feeling that somebody's riding my heart
My heart starts to beat on my drum-tight skin
And you know, I just wanna kick it
I know you start weeping when you think that I'm sleeping
I know you know that you just can't win
But I'll try my best, try my best
Because I have sworn I will
[Chorus]
So now if you wanna come out and talk about it
Well, I'll try to understand
Well, if you wanna yell it baby, scream it, please shout it
And I'll try to understand
For now you know I just can't stand
To see this sand
Slipping out of my—
And I just can't stand
To see this sand
Slipping out of my hand
Handful of Sand was written by John Wesley Harding.
Handful of Sand was produced by John Wesley Harding.