Daddy’s Hands

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 calluses 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, 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 cryin'
Daddy's hands, were hard as steel when I 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 cryin'
Daddy's hands, were hard as steel when I 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 cryin'
Daddy's hands, were hard as steel when I done wrong
Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in Daddy's hands