Holly Dunn - Daddys hands

^FI remember Daddy´s hands, folded ^Gsilently in prayer And ^Freaching out to hold me, when I ^Fhad a nightmar^Ge You ^Fcould read quite a story, in the c^Gallouses and lines ^FYears of work and ^Fworry had left^G their mark behi^Fnd ^FI remember Daddy´s hands, how they h^Geld my Mama tight And p^Fatted my back, for someth^Fing done righ^Gt There are ^Fthings that I´ve forgotten, that I ^Gloved about the man But I´ll ^Falways reme^Fmber the ^Glove in Daddy´s h^Fands

Daddy's hands were soft and ^Fkind when I was cry^Fin´ Daddy´s ^Amhands, were hard as s^Fteel when I´d done w^Grong Daddy´s h^Fands, weren´t always gentle But I´ve c^Fome to unders^Gtand There was a^Flw^Fays l^Fove in Da^Gddy´s h^Fands

I r^Femember Daddy´s hands, wor^Gking 'til they bled Sacri^Fficed unselfishly, just to k^Feep us all f^Ged If I c^Gould do things over, I´d ^Glive my life again And n^Fever take for gra^Fnted the lo^Gve in Daddy´s h^Fands

Daddy's hands were soft and ^Fkind when I was cry^Fin´ Daddy´s ^Amhands, were hard as s^Fteel when I´d done w^Grong Daddy´s h^Fands, weren´t always gentle But I´ve c^Fome to unders^Gtand There was a^Flw^Fays l^Fove in Da^Gddy´s h^Fands

Daddy's hands were soft and k^Find when I was cry^Fin´ Daddy´s ^Amhands, were hard as s^Fteel when I´d done w^Grong Daddy´s h^Fands, weren´t always gentle But I´ve c^Fome to unders^Gtand There was ^Falw^Fays l^Fove ..... In ^GDaddy´s ^Fhands