Holly Dunn - Daddys hands

^GI remember Daddy´s hands, folded s^Dilently in prayer And ^Emreaching out to h^Cold me, when I ha^Gd a nightmare ^D You ^Gcould read quite a story, in the c^Dallouses and lines ^CYears of work and ^Gworry had left^D their mark behi^Gnd ^GI remember Daddy´s hands, how they he^Dld my Mama tight And p^Ematted my ba^Cck, for somethin^Gg done right ^D There are ^Gthings that I´ve forgotten, that I l^Doved about the man But I´ll a^Clways remem^Gber the l^Dove in Daddy´s han^Gds

Daddy's han^Gds were soft and k^Cind when I was cryi^Gn´ Daddy´s h^Bmand^Ems, were hard as st^Ceel when I´d done wro^Dng Daddy´s ha^Gnds, weren´t always gentle But I´ve co^Cme to underst^Aand There was a^Glw^Cays l^Gove in Da^Dddy´s ha^Gnds

I r^Gemember Daddy´s hands, work^Ding 'til they bled Sacri^Emficed unse^Clfishly, just to ^Gkeep us all f^Ded If I ^Gcould do things over, I´d^D live my life again And n^Cever take for gra^Gnted the lo^Dve in Daddy´s ha^Gnds

Daddy's han^Gds were soft and k^Cind when I was cryi^Gn´ Daddy´s h^Bmand^Ems, were hard as ste^Cel when I´d done wron^Dg Daddy´s ha^Gnds, weren´t always gentle But I´ve co^Cme to underst^Aand There was a^Glw^Cays l^Gove in Da^Dddy´s ha^Gnds

Daddy's h^Gands were soft and ki^Cnd when I was cryi^Gn´ Daddy´s h^Bmand^Ems, were hard as ste^Cel when I´d done wron^Dg Daddy´s ha^Gnds, weren´t always gentle But I´ve co^Cme to unders^Atand There was ^Galw^Cays l^Gove ..... In ^DDaddy´s h^Gands