These hands ain't the hands of a gentleman
These hands are calloused and old
These hands raised a family these hands built a home
Now these hands raise to praise the Lord
These hands won the heart of My loved one. And with hers they are never alone
If these hands filled their task what more could you

ask for these fingers have worked to the bone

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Now don't try to judge me
By what you might have me be
For my life may not have been your kind of success
While some people have power and still they grieve
these hands brought me happiness
Now I'm tired and gettin old
I ain't got much gold
Well 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 hard working hands

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