George Jones – These Hands (Guitar)

      B               F#7        B
These hands ain't the hands of a gentleman 

                F#7           B
These hands are calloused and old

                     Eb7          E             B
These hands raised a family these hands built a home

          G#m             C#7        F#7
Now these hands raised to praise the Lord

     B               F#7        B
These hands won the heart of my loved one 

                F#7           B
And with hers they were never alone

                     Eb7          E             B
If these hands filled their task then what more could one ask

          G#m             C#7        F#7
For these fingers have worked to the bone

          B      Eb7              E             B
Now don't try to judge me by what you'd like me be

                   F#7         B       
For my life hasn't been much success

           B           Eb7       E          B
While some people have power but still they grieve

            G#m             C#7   F#7
While these hands brought me happiness

        B             F#7        B
Now I'm tired and I'm old and I haven’t much gold

                        Eb7        E
Maybe things ain't been all that I planned

                  Fdim           B       F#7   B
God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me

                     F#7          G#m  C#
Take a look at these hard working hands

       B             F#7          E    B
Take a look at these hard working hands