Mamas Hands

Höfundur lags: Larry Kingston og Frank Dycus Höfundur texta: Larry Kingston og Frank Dycus Flytjandi: George Jones Sent inn af: Anonymous
[C]My daddy's hands held [F]tens and two's [G7]while mom's were holding [C]me  
And daddy's hands [F]lost everything to a[G7] hand of kings and [C]threes
And daddy's hands they [F]shook so bad [G7]that he turned to [C]wine
But mama's hands were [F]strong and calm as[G7] they held on to [C]mine

Yes mama's hands held [F]on to mine to[G7] guide me day and [C]night
And it took the sting of [F]mama's hands to [G7]teach me wrong from [C]right
When times were bad and[F] money's slim she'd [G7]fold her hands in [C]fray
Ands somehow she would [F]make the food [G7]hold out another [C]day  [C7]    

[F]Now mama's hands are [C]cold with age [F]they tremble [G7]as she[C] prays
But her [F]voice is strong as she [C]thanks God  [D7]for the bygone [G7]days   
[C]She looks at me and [F]then she smiles she[G7] knows I under[C]stand
That everything I [F]am today I [G7]owe to mama's [C]hands
Everything I [F]am today I [G7]owe to mama's [C]hands

My daddy's hands held tens and two's while mom's were holding me
And daddy's hands lost everything to a hand of kings and threes
And daddy's hands they shook so bad that he turned to wine
But mama's hands were strong and calm as they held on to mine

Yes mama's hands held on to mine to guide me day and night
And it took the sting of mama's hands to teach me wrong from right
When times were bad and money's slim she'd fold her hands in fray
Ands somehow she would make the food hold out another day

Now mama's hands are cold with age they tremble as she prays
But her voice is strong as she thanks God  for the bygone days
She looks at me and then she smiles she knows I understand
That everything I am today I owe to mama's hands
Everything I am today I owe to mama's hands

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