Holly Dunn - Daddys hands

^GI remember Daddy´s hands, folded ^Dsilently in prayer And ^Creaching out to hold me, when I ^Ghad a nightmar^De You ^Gcould read quite a story, in the c^Dallouses and lines ^CYears of work and ^Gworry had left^D their mark behi^Gnd ^GI remember Daddy´s hands, how they h^Deld my Mama tight And p^Catted my back, for someth^Ging done righ^Dt There are ^Gthings that I´ve forgotten, that I ^Dloved about the man But I´ll ^Calways reme^Gmber the ^Dlove in Daddy´s h^Gands

Daddy's hands were soft and ^Ckind when I was cry^Gin´ Daddy´s ^Emhands, were hard as s^Cteel when I´d done w^Drong Daddy´s h^Gands, weren´t always gentle But I´ve c^Come to unders^Dtand There was a^Glw^Cays l^Gove in Da^Dddy´s h^Gands

I r^Gemember Daddy´s hands, wor^Dking 'til they bled Sacri^Cficed unselfishly, just to k^Geep us all f^Ded If I c^Dould do things over, I´d ^Dlive my life again And n^Cever take for gra^Gnted the lo^Dve in Daddy´s h^Gands

Daddy's hands were soft and ^Ckind when I was cry^Gin´ Daddy´s ^Emhands, were hard as s^Cteel when I´d done w^Drong Daddy´s h^Gands, weren´t always gentle But I´ve c^Come to unders^Dtand There was a^Glw^Cays l^Gove in Da^Dddy´s h^Gands

Daddy's hands were soft and k^Cind when I was cry^Gin´ Daddy´s ^Emhands, were hard as s^Cteel when I´d done w^Drong Daddy´s h^Gands, weren´t always gentle But I´ve c^Come to unders^Dtand There was ^Galw^Cays l^Gove ..... In ^DDaddy´s ^Ghands