Tác giả: Chưa Biết
I remember
Daddy'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
Calluses and lines
Years of work and worry
Had left their mark behind
I remember
Daddy's hands
How they held my mama tight
And patted my back for something done right
There are things that I've forgotten
That I loved about the man
But I'll always remember the love in
Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind
When I was crying
Daddy's hands were hard as steel
When I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand
There was always love in Daddy's hands
I remember
Daddy's hands
Working till they bled
Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over
I'd live my life again
And never take for granted the love
In Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind
When I was crying
Daddy's hands were hard as steel
When I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand
There was always love in Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind
When I was crying
Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were hard as steel
When I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle
But I've come to un derstand
There was always love in Daddy's hands;
Daddy'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
Calluses and lines
Years of work and worry
Had left their mark behind
I remember
Daddy's hands
How they held my mama tight
And patted my back for something done right
There are things that I've forgotten
That I loved about the man
But I'll always remember the love in
Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind
When I was crying
Daddy's hands were hard as steel
When I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand
There was always love in Daddy's hands
I remember
Daddy's hands
Working till they bled
Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over
I'd live my life again
And never take for granted the love
In Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind
When I was crying
Daddy's hands were hard as steel
When I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand
There was always love in Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind
When I was crying
Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were hard as steel
When I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle
But I've come to un derstand
There was always love in Daddy's hands;