[Verse]
Down a dusty old gravel road,
In a house that's seen its days,
Mama's hands would work the chores,
With love that never fades.
[Verse 2]
From sunup to the moon's glow,
She'd whisper gentle prayers,
Strong and tiny, those hands would sew,
Mending hearts with every tear.
[Chorus]
Mama's hands, oh, Mama's hands,
Held the world, this boy's best friend,
In the fields or by our bed,
Guided us with love they spread.
[Verse 3]
In the kitchen, she'd hum and bake,
Biscuits warm and pies divine,
Every stitch and every shake,
A testament to love so fine.
[Verse 4]
Through hard times and days of cheer,
Her hands would keep us whole,
Brushing away each fallen tear,
With every story she told.
[Chorus]
Mama's hands, oh, Mama's hands,
Held the world, this boy's best friend,
In the fields or by our bed,
Guided us with love they spread.