I remember daddy's hands fold silently in prayer,
and reaching out to hold me when I had a nightmare.
You could read quiet 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.
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was crying.
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd 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 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 crying.
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd 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 crying,
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong.
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand.
There was always love , in daddy's hands.
