paroles de chanson These Hands - Johnny Cash

These hands aren't the hands
Of a gentleman these hands are
Calloused and old these hands
Raised a family, these hands built
Ahome 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 you ask

For these fingers have worked
To the bone now don't try to judge
Me by what you'd like me be for
My life hasn't been a success
Some people have power but
Still they grieve while these hands
Brought me happiness now I'm
Tired and I'm old and I haven't
Much gold maybe things ain't
Been all that I planned Lord
Above hear my plea when it's
Time to judge me take a look at
These hard working hands

Take a look at these hard
Working hands