daddy´s hands þarký sözü

i remember daddyâ´s hands, folded silently in prayer.
and reaching out to hold me, when i had a nightmare.
you could read quite a story, in the callouses and lines.
years of work and worry had left their mark behind.
i remember daddyâ´s hands, how they held my mama tight,
and patted my back, for something done right.
there are things that iâ´ve forgotten, that i loved about the man,
but iâ´ll always remember the love in daddyâ´s hands.

daddy´s hands were soft and kind when i was cryinâ´.
daddyâ´s hands, were hard as steel when iâ´d done wrong.
daddyâ´s hands, werenâ´t always gentle
but iâ´ve come to understand.
there was always love in daddyâ´s hands.

i remember daddyâ´s hands, working ´til they bled.
sacrificed unselfishly, just to keep us all fed.
if i could do things over, iâ´d live my life again.
and never take for granted the love in daddyâ´s hands.

daddy´s hands were soft and kind when i was cryinâ´.
daddyâ´s hands, were hard as steel when iâ´d done wrong.
daddyâ´s hands, werenâ´t always gentle
but iâ´ve come to understand.
there was always love in daddyâ´s hands.

daddy´s hands were soft and kind when i was cryinâ´.
daddyâ´s hands, were hard as steel when iâ´d done wrong.
daddyâ´s hands, werenâ´t always gentle
but iâ´ve come to understand.
there was always love.....
in daddyâ´s hands.