From the recording We Love Our Guns

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Lyrics

My parents loved me
At least that’s what they said
Took all their fears and put ‘em
In my little head
But all I came here needing
Was a hand
To lead me back to love

They put me in prison
I was six years old
Taught me how to sit real still
And do what I was told
But no one said a word
About a hand
To lead me back to love

They said
God’s gonna judge you
When you die
Follow all of his rules boy
And maybe you won’t fry
But the story goes
He gave his only son
To lead us back to love

I threw my guitar in my pickup
I waved goodbye to the farm
I woke up lost in Austin
With a needle in my arm
It’s sometimes more
Than we can stand
Without a hand
To lead us back to love

Then you found me
And this thing’s for real
We just might last forever
Baby that’s the way I feel
Could it be I finally
Found a hand
To lead me back to love

Lead me back to love again
Back to that place
We’ve always been
Where there’s no guilt
There’s no sin
And I can lose
This shape I’m in

We cross the bridge
And then go blind
Forgetting what
We left behind
So take my hand
Ease my mind
Remind me what
We’re here to find
Lead me back to love
Lead me back to love