Len Dresslar - These Hands lyrics

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These hands ain't the hands of a gentle man<br />

These hands are calloused and old<br />

These hands raised a family<br />

These hands raised a home<br />

Now these hands raise to pray to the Lord<br />

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These hands won the heart of my loved one<br />

And with hers, they were never alone<br />

If these hands filled their task<br />

Then what more could one ask<br />

For these fingers have worked to the bone<br />

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Now don't try to judge me<br />

By what you'd like to be<br />

For my life ain't been much success<br />

While some hands have power<br />

But still they grieve<br />

While these hands brought me happiness<br />

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Now I'm tired and I'm old<br />

And I ain't got much gold<br />

Maybe things ain't been all<br />

That I planned (that I planned)<br />

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God above, hear my plea<br />

When it's time to judge me<br />

Take a look at these hard working hands<br />

(Hard working hands)<br />

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Now I'm tired and I'm old<br />

And I ain't got much gold<br />

Maybe things ain't been all<br />

That I planned<br />

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God above, hear my plea<br />

When it's time to judge me<br />

Take a look at these hard working hands<br />

(Hard working hands)