Colby Keeling - These Hands Lyrics

They've come a long ways from monkey bars and catch out in the yard
To 9-5's and buying drinks for pretty girls in smokey bars
They'll pick you up, They'll end a fight, They'll do the best they can
I thank God for these hands

They're not much to look at
Blue collared as they get
They make good on a bet
They pass out cigarettes
I should fold 'em and pray more than just when I get the chance
Cuz all I got are these hands

They've got the same blood running through 'em
As my daddy and my grandpa
They've got scars, and they've been burned, they've put a hole or two in a wall
They've let love slip right thru 'em, time and time again
I thank God for these hands

They're not much to look at
Blue collared as they get
They make good on a bet
They pass out cigarettes
I should fold 'em and pray more than just when I get the chance
Cuz all I got are these hands

They're not bad with a six string
They've know every dive bar song
They write words and melodies
That'll be here when I'm gone

They're not much to look at
Blue collared as they get
They make good on a bet
They pass out cigarettes
I should fold 'em and pray more than just when I get the chance
Cuz All I got are these hands
I thank God for these hands