Whose Hands

[Verse 1]
The ad said, "Fifty-seven Chevrolet"
Take three hundred if you haul it away
It don't run, but it's still good for parts
Six months of work and a coat of paint
Daddy had it running by my birthday
I turned the key when I turned sixteen
God knows I loved that car

[Pre-Chorus]
To anyone else it might've been just a scrap yard pile of cash
But daddy's hands and a Craftsman's set somehow brought it back

[Chorus]
Like a bible to a preacher
A guitar to old Cash
Like that number three to Earnhardt
Turn four on the final lap
Yeah, some things ain't worth nothing
'Til you find who they're made for
Like a prayer sent up needs Jesus
My old heart, it sure needs yours
In the end, it all depends
On whose hands you put 'em in

[Verse 2]
Another two for one kinda Friday night
Just halfway through my first Coors light
But you walked in and somehow I was drunk
'Cause I was saying things I never say
Swaying like I never sway
You pulled me on that dance floor and I was done

[Pre-Chorus]
My two left feet couldn't dance if they tried
But in your hands I could waltz into a brand new life

[Chorus]
Like a bible to a preacher
A guitar to old Cash
Like that number three to Earnhardt
Turn four on the final lap
Yeah, some things ain't worth nothing
'Til you find who they're made for
Like a prayer sent up needs Jesus
My old heart, it sure needs yours
In the end, it all depends
On whose hands you put 'em in

[Outro]
We never could've dreamed this life we're living in
Guess a good book tells the truth
When it says, "Give it all to Him"
'Cause some things ain't worth nothing
'Til you find who they're made for
Like a prayer sent up needs Jesus
My old heart it sure needs yours
In the end, it all depends
On whose hands you put 'em in