Johnny Cash - These Hands lyrics

These hands aren't the hands of a gentleman
These hands are calloused and old
These hands raised a family
These hands built a home
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