Hank Snow Lyrics
"His Hands"
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(Stuart Hamblen)
His hands paint the flowers he puts leaves on the trees
At his whisper birds start singing when my heart needs melodies
Why I strayed from all his goodness my poor mind can't understand
I'm to blame for my misfortune I lost hold of his hands.
Those hands that gave me mercy when I'm wrong as wrong can be
If they really gave me justice I'd be lost on homeless sea
I've been lost in the shuffle I've obeyed the wrong command
I'm going back to the chapel in search of his hands.
--- Instrumental ---
Those hands that gave me mercy when I'm wrong as wrong can be
If they really gave me justice I'd be lost on homeless sea
I've been lost in the shuffle I've obeyed the wrong command
I'm going back to the chapel in search of his hands...
His hands paint the flowers he puts leaves on the trees
At his whisper birds start singing when my heart needs melodies
Why I strayed from all his goodness my poor mind can't understand
I'm to blame for my misfortune I lost hold of his hands.
Those hands that gave me mercy when I'm wrong as wrong can be
If they really gave me justice I'd be lost on homeless sea
I've been lost in the shuffle I've obeyed the wrong command
I'm going back to the chapel in search of his hands.
--- Instrumental ---
Those hands that gave me mercy when I'm wrong as wrong can be
If they really gave me justice I'd be lost on homeless sea
I've been lost in the shuffle I've obeyed the wrong command
I'm going back to the chapel in search of his hands...
This song is from the album "The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3 [Bear Family (Germany)]" and "Gloryland March [RCA Victor]".