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 marks 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 that man,
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 til they bled,
Sacraficed unselfishly just to keep us all fed.
If I could do things over, I'de live my life again,
And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands
Daddy's hands, soft and kind when I was crying
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
A Capello
Daddy's hands, soft and kind when I was cryin,
Daddy's hands, hard as stell 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.
By Holly Dunn
THANKS FOR GIVING ME THE FINER THINGS IN LIFE. YOUR TIME, YOUR CARE, AND YOUR LOVE