Hands Of A Working Man

Early in the morning I'd smell that diesel burning and I'd watch him and his old truck go rumbling down the road. Later on in the evening in the distance I would hear him like lightning I'd go straight out that front door.
Into the hands of a working man life was easy for me to understand now looking back I see who I am right there in the hands of a working man
I can still remember it was a cold day in December I walked into the kitchen I saw a tear rolling down his face he was sitting with my Mother they were leaning on each other I listened there she whispered I have faith
In the hands of a working man love was easy for me to understand now looking back I see who I am right there in the hands of a working man
You know the more I see the deeper I believe the best place for this world to be is in the hands of a working man where love is easy to understand now looking back I see who I am right there in the hands of a working man
This world turns in the hand of a working man



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Barry Reid, John Kirland Reid, L. Brent Maher
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