Eddie Noack – These Hands (Guitar)

      A               E7         A
These hands ain't the hands of a gentleman

                E7            A
These hands are calloused and old

                     C#            D             A
These hands raised a family, these hands built a home

          B7                        E7
Now these hands raise to praise the Lord

      A             E7          A
These hands won the heart of my loved one

                         E7     A
And with hers, they were never alone

                            C#              D              A
If these hands filled their task, then what more could one ask?

                  E7                 A
For these fingers have worked to the bone

           A            C#         D             A
Now, don't try to judge me by what you'd like to be

                       E7      A
For my life ain't been much success

                       C#         D          A
While some people have power, and still they grieve

      B7                    E7
These hands brought me happiness

        A             E7        A
Now I'm tired and I'm old and I ain't got much gold

                        C#         D
Maybe things ain't been all that I planned

                   Adim7           A             F#m
God above, hear my plea, when it's time to judge me

       A             E7           A
Take a look at these hard-working hands

                     E7           D     A
Take a look at these hard-working hands