Song Description
									Son reflects on his father, focusing on his hands and how they shaped his life
								 								
								
								
									
										
											
											
																							| Song Length | 5:29 | Genre | Country - Americana, Country - Bluegrass | 
																								| Tempo | Fast (151 - 170) | Lead Vocal | Male Vocal | 
																								| Mood | Poignant | Subject | Father | 
																								| Language | English | Era | 2000 and later | 
																						
									
								 
								
								
																Lyrics
								
									THE OLD MAN'S HANDS
MUSIC AND LYRICS BY SKEET FITZGERALD 11/10/2021
C					G
The first time I felt my Daddy's hand. He was holding me and showing me our land
Am				F			C	G
Said "Son I'm doing the best I can, with these old man's hands"	
C					G
My mama showed me a photograph, he was tickling me - and making me laugh
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Holding me down in the long green grass, with his old man's hands.
C					G
Baling hay or picking the corn, he worked a lifetime before I was even born.
Am				F			C	G
They always kept us safe and warm. The old man's hands.
CHORUS
Am				G	Am				G
Have you seen an old man's hands? Start out empty but they're full of plans.
F			Em	F		G		C
Grabbing life the best they can. I always loved the old man's hands.
C							G
Believed in God and what the Good Book said. But I was young and foolish, losing my head.
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When I didn't listen to what was said, I felt the old man's hands.
C					G
"Spare the rod and spoil the child." Afterwards he gentle, he was mild.
Am				F				C	G
I saw the tears when he tried to smile, behind the old man's hands.
C					G
My sisters married and left the farm. Went down the aisle on my daddy's arm.
Am				F				C	G
Their young men turned to look at him, then shook the old man's hand.
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C						G
They taught me how to draw the knife. How to walk away - without a fight.
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They held me up throughout my life, the old man's hands.
C						G
Then came the day my father cried. Losing his farm - losing his pride
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Something touched me deep inside, I felt the old man's hands.
C							G
Years have passed our children have all grown. Got wives and husbands and children of their own.
Am				F				C	G
My wife and I are dancing all alone. She holds this old man's hands.
CHORUS
Am				G	Am				G
Have you seen an old man's hands? Start out empty but they're full of plans.
F			Em	F		G		C
Grabbing life the best they can. I always loved the old man's hands.
Em			F		G	          F		C
Grabbing life the best they can....I always loved the old man's hands.