Lyrics

[Verse]
Dane Louis is a singer, out in Music City lights,
He croons about his troubles on those long and lonesome nights,
But behind that charming smile, there's a secret deep and true,
He needs a helping hand but not the kind that we all do.

[Verse 2]
Every time he grabs his guitar, he strums more than just the strings,
Fiending for relief from habit, one of life's peculiar things,
He goes to bed with empty dreams, wakes with guilty hands,
He’s looking for a way to stop, he’s tried all sorts of plans.

[Chorus]
Oh, Dane Louis, put your hands down, let’s pray,
There’s more to life than lonely nights, and dreaming dreams away,
Go out and find a lovely gal, or join a rockin' band,
Just set down that old habit and find love’s promised land.

[Verse 3]
He tried distractions, hobbies too, from fishing to ballet,
But none of them could hold him back for more than just a day,
His friends all chuckle, make their jokes, but sometimes they do care,
They want their buddy Dane around with hands up in the air.

[Verse 4]
He went to see a therapist, to talk about his plight,
She told him there were options to keep his hands in sight,
From knitting scarves to boxing gloves, there's ways to stay busy,
"Just find a new hobby, Dane, and you'll be right as a grizzly!"

[Chorus]
Oh, Dane Louis, put your hands down, let’s pray,
There’s more to life than lonely nights, and dreaming dreams away,
Go out and find a lovely gal, or join a rockin' band,
Just set down that old habit and find love’s promised land.