These Hands....

These hands ain't the hands of a gentleman 
These hands are calloused and old 
These hands raised a family and these hands raised 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 never alone 
If these hands do their task then what more can one ask, For these fingers have worked to the bone. 

Now I'm tired and I'm old and I ain't got much gold 
Maybe things ain't been all that I planned 
But God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me 
Take a look at these hard working hands. 

Yes, I'm tired and I'm old and I ain't got much gold 
Maybe things ain't been all that I planned 
But God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me 
Take a look at these hard working hands. 

Jimmy Dean