Workingman's Hands

03:05
Kent Rose
┬ęKent Rose Memory Train Publishing/BMI

Lyrics

Yes I’ve made a wrong turn or two, everybody does

Who I am today is not what I think I thought I was

Mighta done things better but I didn’t make plans

I hope you’re not unhappy in these workingman’s hands

 

Mom and Dad probably had another life in mind

It’s not my pride, I tried, but I couldn’t walk the line

My nights are spent in neon, my days where the clock commands

I hope you’re not unhappy in these workingman’s hands

 

Workingman’s hands might be calloused and rough

Lines in my face tell a story sure enough

My back may be weary at the end of a day

A heart that’s so strong this rock won’t roll away

 

I’m teaching to nobody, only doctorin’ in my dreams

And what you wind up doing is what you’re meant to do, it seems

Some times in the evening a sky full of stars appears

I count them all as lucky as I am to have you here

I hope you’re not unhappy in these workingman’s hands