C F G7 C
My daddy's hands held tens and two's while mom's were holding me
F G7 C
And daddy's hands lost everything to a hand of kings and threes
F G7 C
And daddy's hands they shook so bad that he turned to wine
F G7 C
But mama's hands were strong and calm as they held on to mine
F G7 C
Yes mama's hands held on to mine to guide me day and night
F G7 C
And it took the sting of mama's hands to teach me wrong from right
F G7 C
When times were bad and money's slim she'd fold her hands in fray
F G7 C C7
Ands somehow she would make the food hold out another day
F C F G7 C
Now mama's hands are cold with age they tremble as she prays
F C D7 G7
But her voice is strong as she thanks God for the bygone days
C F G7 C
She looks at me and then she smiles she knows I understand
F G7 C
That everything I am today I owe to mama's hands
F G7 C
Everything I am today I owe to mama's hands
