Daddy's Hands Holly Dunn © 1981
(Capo 3rd)

I [G]remember Daddy's [Em7]hands folded [C]silently in [G]prayer,
[C]Reaching out to [Am]hold me when I'd [C]had a night[D]mare.
You could [G]read quite a story in those [C]calluses and [G]lines.
[C]Years of work and [Am]worry had [D]left their [D7]mark [G]behind.

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Daddy's [G]hands were soft and [C]kind when I was [G]crying,
Daddy's [Bm]hands were hard as [C]steel when I'd done [D]wrong.
Daddy's [G]hands weren't always [Em7]gentle, but I've [C]come to under[A]stand
There was [G]al[C]ways [G]love in [D]Daddy's [G]hands.
Yes, there was [G]al[C]ways [G]love in [D]Daddy's [G]hands.

I re[G]member Daddy's [Em7]hands, how they [C]held my mama [G]tight,
[C]Patted my [Am]back when I'd [C]done something [D]right.
There are [G]things that I've for[Em7]gotten that I [C]loved about the [G]man,
But I'll [C]always re[Am]member the [D]love in [D7]Daddy's [G]hands.

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