| Song | The Handing Down |
| Artist | Magnolia Electric Co. |
| Album | Josephine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The handing down, the handing down | |
| Maybe the truth will not be shown | |
| And the dark will just roll on and on. Roll | |
| O three rivers where’s that star you once | |
| Held above my faded dreams | |
| Heart worn more than some I guess | |
| But I’m still holding at the seams | |
| Still holding at the seams. | |
| Scarecrow holds an hourglass | |
| Above the cross roads for me | |
| Filled with tears and twilight | |
| From a friend’s dying day | |
| Here’s a turkey feather for his favourite hat | |
| And a love letter from the ace of spades | |
| A love letter from the ace of spades | |
| An anchor in the crown | |
| Of Queen Anne’s lace and chicory | |
| A charm, a charm to drive away | |
| All the heartaches I gave | |
| All the goodbyes and the 'I love you's | |
| I said but not in time | |
| But mine is the heart of lonesome pine | |
| And the choices weren’t always mine | |
| The choices weren’t always mine |
| The handing down, the handing down | |
| Maybe the truth will not be shown | |
| And the dark will just roll on and on. Roll | |
| O three rivers where' s that star you once | |
| Held above my faded dreams | |
| Heart worn more than some I guess | |
| But I' m still holding at the seams | |
| Still holding at the seams. | |
| Scarecrow holds an hourglass | |
| Above the cross roads for me | |
| Filled with tears and twilight | |
| From a friend' s dying day | |
| Here' s a turkey feather for his favourite hat | |
| And a love letter from the ace of spades | |
| A love letter from the ace of spades | |
| An anchor in the crown | |
| Of Queen Anne' s lace and chicory | |
| A charm, a charm to drive away | |
| All the heartaches I gave | |
| All the goodbyes and the ' I love you' s | |
| I said but not in time | |
| But mine is the heart of lonesome pine | |
| And the choices weren' t always mine | |
| The choices weren' t always mine |
| The handing down, the handing down | |
| Maybe the truth will not be shown | |
| And the dark will just roll on and on. Roll | |
| O three rivers where' s that star you once | |
| Held above my faded dreams | |
| Heart worn more than some I guess | |
| But I' m still holding at the seams | |
| Still holding at the seams. | |
| Scarecrow holds an hourglass | |
| Above the cross roads for me | |
| Filled with tears and twilight | |
| From a friend' s dying day | |
| Here' s a turkey feather for his favourite hat | |
| And a love letter from the ace of spades | |
| A love letter from the ace of spades | |
| An anchor in the crown | |
| Of Queen Anne' s lace and chicory | |
| A charm, a charm to drive away | |
| All the heartaches I gave | |
| All the goodbyes and the ' I love you' s | |
| I said but not in time | |
| But mine is the heart of lonesome pine | |
| And the choices weren' t always mine | |
| The choices weren' t always mine |