Daddy's Hands

Daddy's Hands - The Hit Co.

I remember Daddy's hands,

Folded silently in prayer

And reaching out to hold me,

When I had a nightmare

You could read quite a story,

In the callouses and lines

Years of work and worry

Had left their mark behind

I remember Daddy's hands,

How they held my Mama tight

And patted my back,

For something done right

There are things that I've forgotten,

That I loved about the man

But I'll always remember

The love in Daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was crying

Daddy's hands, were hard as steel

When I'd done wrong

Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle

But I've come to understand

There was always love

In Daddy's hands

I remember Daddy's hands

Working 'til they bled

Sacrificed unselfishly,

Just to keep us all fed

If I could do things over,

I'd live my life again

And never take for granted

The love in Daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind

When I was crying

Daddy's hands, were hard as steel

When I'd done wrong

Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle

But I've come to understand

There was always love in Daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind

When I was crying

Daddy's hands, were hard as steel

When I'd done wrong

Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle

But I've come to understand

There was always love

In Daddy's hands