Daddy's Hands
I remember daddy's hands.
Folded silently in prayer.
And reaching out to hold me when I had a nightmare.
You cold reach 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.
(chorus) Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was crying.
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I had 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 till they bled.
Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over, I'd lived my life again
And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands.