Text: Patty Loveless. Workin' Man's Hands.

I love the hands of the working man
Working all day in the sun
Every morning there's a mountain to be moved
By the end of the day it's done

I love the hands of my working man
Touching me tenderly
I can feel the heart of my working man
When his hands are holding me

Working man's hands, gentle as moonlight
Working man's hands, strong as steel
He must of been thinking 'bout me
When the Lord made my working man's hands

Daddy always wanted the best for me
Wanted me to have more than he had
He dreamed of riches and finer things
But I'd rather have a working man like my dad

Working man's hands, gentle as moonlight
Working man's hands, strong as steel
He must of been thinking 'bout me
When the Lord made my working man's hands

Life can be hard in this world of ours
But it's easier when someone cares
So I'll take the hand of my working man
He's the answer to this working girls prayers

Working man's hands, gentle as moonlight
Working man's hands, strong as steel
He must of been thinking 'bout me
When the Lord made my working man's hands