I remember daddy' hands folded silently in prayer,
and reachin' 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 momma tight
And patted my back for something done right
There are things I've forgotten that I loved about the man
But I will always remember the love in daddy's hands



Daddy's hands, soft and kind when I was cryin
Daddy's hands, 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, workin' till 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, soft and kind when I was cryin
Daddy's hands, 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.

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