These hands ain't the hands of a gentleman these hands are calloused and old
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These hands raised a family and these hands raised a home
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Now these hands raised to praise the Lord
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These hands won the heart of my loved one
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And with hers they were never never alone
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If these hands do their task then what more can one ask
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For these fingers have worked to the bone
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Now I'm tired and I'm old and I ain't got much gold
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Maybe things ain't been all that I planned
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But God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me
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Take a look at these hard working hands
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Yes I'm tired and I'm old...
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(These hands)
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These Hands
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| Jimmy Dean |
