These Hands

A D A D A C#m These hands have seen the struggles, they've weathered every storm D A Helped me crawl and taught me how to fight A C#m Been steady and they've shaken, done alot of late night praying D You could say they've done alot and you'd be right F#m D But they've never parted waters, never made the blind to see F#m D Never turned the water into wine or been nailed to a tree A F#m Oh but someday when they fold 'em and I finally breath my last E D That's when these hands are gonna hold the hands that have F#m E A D These hands are gonna hold the hands that have A C#m These hands held onto mama, when she was letting go D A And I've raised 'em high to a sunday morning song A C#m They've held a beat up Bible and they've fought for my survival D And they've tried to do more right than they've done wrong F#m D But they've never parted waters, never made the blind to see F#m D Never turned the water into wine or been nailed to a tree A F#m Oh but someday when they fold 'em and I finally breath my last E D E That's when these hands are gonna hold the hands that have Bm I know they're not perfect F#m I know they're not even close D Sometimes it's hard to believe that He can use them even though F#m D They've never fed five thousand, wiped the tears from mary's face F#m They've never saved a soul or made them whole D Or rolled the stone away A F#m Oh but someday when they fold 'em and I finally breath my last E D That's when these hands are gonna hold the hands that have F#m E A D These hands are gonna hold the hands that have Bm A These hands are gonna hold the haaaaaands that have D (These hands) are gonna hold the hands that have https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cei-JwtTa1Q