Hands like mine

Title: “Hands Like Mine”

Sun ain’t up but the coffee’s hot

Steel toes by the backdoor mat

Saw dust drifting through the morning light

Another long day and I’m good with that

Mill whistle crying, engines roar

Grease on my jeans, sweat on the floor

Splinters and sparks, I’ve worn ’em proud

Built my whole life from the ground

Every scar tells a story

Every ache reminds

Why I’m out here chasing daylight

With these hands like mine

These hands built race cars in a gravel drive

Lifted trucks that rumble like they’re born to fly

Turned wrenches late under shop light glow

Made a little money on the side when the bills ran slow

Worked them down to the bone, but I’d do it again

For the woman I love and the kids we’re raising

If heaven’s just a front porch and their laughter in the wind

Then I’m the richest man that’s ever been

Friday nights with a busted knuckle

Tuning carbs till the headers rumble

Neighbors shaking when we fire it up

But my boy’s eyes light like a million bucks

Saturday job fixing brakes in town

Cash in a jar so the lights stay on

Not chasing fame, not chasing gold

Just building a life that we can hold

Her smile’s worth every overtime

Every mile, every grind

When she says she’s proud of me

Man, that’s my finish line

These hands built race cars in a gravel drive

Lifted trucks that rumble like they’re born to fly

Turned wrenches late under shop light glow

Made a little money on the side when the bills ran slow

Worked them down to the bone, but I’d do it again

For the woman I love and the kids we’re raising

If heaven’s just a front porch and their laughter in the wind

Then I’m the richest man that’s ever been

I don’t need a mansion on a hill

Don’t need a name in lights

Just her hand in mine at supper time

And the porch light shining bright

One day these arms might slow down

But this love won’t ever bend

Everything I am, everything I’ve done

Is for them

These hands built more than steel and chrome

Built a place that my babies call home

Built a life from sweat and prayer

And a woman’s love that’s always there

Yeah I’ve worked them down to the bone, and I’d do it again

For the life we’re living and the shape we’re in

If heaven’s just right here where we stand

Then I’m a blessed, blessed man

Saw dust settles, engines sleep

She leans in close, says “Come to bed.”

I kiss her soft, thank the Lord above

For this hard-earned life we’ve built with love.