Darius Rucker
I Hope They Get to Me in Time by Darius Rucker
I'm eight years daddy's cuttin my hair Aqua Velva on his hands
Mama's in the kitchen got fried green tomatoes poppin in the pan
I see a home run a goal line holding my breath gettin baptized
I see a beautiful face under that veil as she's walking down the Isle

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I can hear the sirens comming smell the gasoline and smoke
I'm pinned against this steering wheel when it's sure my arm is broke
I can see the flames and my life flashing right before my eyes
I hope they get to me in time
I can see the headlights swerve so I cut the wheel to the right
Last thing I saw was that bottle turned up as he crossed that center line
I see tiny hands brown eyes falling asleep to that lulabye
And you slide over next to me as I turned out the lights

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(Bridge)
Please lord I'm begging you don't let me go like this
There's so much left that I want to do so much I don't want to miss
I can see the flames and my life flashing right before my eyes
I hope they get to me in time
Just get to me in time
Please get to me in ------in time
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