Self Portrait recording session 4, Columbia Studios, NYC - 3.mar.1970
These hands ain't the hands of a gentleman
These hands are calloused an' old
But these hands raised a family, these hands built a home
Now these hands raise to pray 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 can one ask?
For these fingers have worked to the bone.
Now don't try to judge me by what you'd like to be
My life ain't been a success
While some hands have power but still they grieve
While these hands have brought me happiness.
Now i'm tired an' i'm old an' i ain't got much gold
Maybe things ain't been all that i planned
But lord above hear my plea when it's time to take me
Take a look at these hard-workin' hands.