Johnny Cash Album: The Johnny Cash Show Track: These Hands
These Hands Lyrics
(Most of my people and the people I knew back home Made their greatest accomplishments in this life By hard work with their two bare hands When a fella has given life a good grind and is lying on his dying bed With his hands folded crossed his chestbone Feeling the last pumping of his innard workings One of his good folks ought to raise up his head a tad And let him take one fadin' look through his eyes once again at his own two hands And he ought to be proud in his head if he can say Concernin' them hands that all their lying by has been laid by proper And that's a bunch of times I have done somethin' pretty good with 'em)
These hands aren't the hands of a gentleman These hands are calloused and old These hands raised a family these hands built a home Now these hands raised to praise the Lord These hands won the heart of my loved one And with hers they were never alone And if these hands filled their task what more could you ask For these fingers have worked to the bone [ horns ] Now don't try to judge me by what you'd have me be For my life hasn't been a success While some people have power and still they grieve While these hands brought me happiness Now I'm tired and I'm old ain't got much gold Maybe things ain't been all that I've planned But God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me Take a look at these hard working hands Take a look at these hard working hands
