These Hands Lyrics - Hank Snow

These hands ain't the hands of a gentleman 

These hands are calloused and old 

These hands raised a family these hands built a home 

Now these hands raised to praise the Lord 

These hands won the heart of my loved one 

And with hers they were never alone 

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

For these fingers have worked to the bone 

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

For my life ain't been much success 

While some people have power but still they grieve 

While these hands brought me happiness 

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

Maybe things ain't been all that I planned 

God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me 

Take a look at these hard working hands 

(God above hear my plea when it's time to judge me) 

Take a look at these hard working hands