My daddy had warm hands*
Rough and dirty like a workin' man
Changing tires in a blistering storm
His hands would still be warm
I remember his leather mitts
He'd leave em on the living room chair
I'd stick my hands inside
Just to see if it was warm in there
My daddy had warm hands
And those hands fixed everything
Everything but a broken heart
When the family was torn apart
They were outside fixing cars
When we left him his face went dull
We knew he loved us despite it all
Watched his kingdom begin to fall
While his hands tried to hold up those walls
My daddy had warm hands
Rough and dirty like a workin' man
Changing tires in a blistering storm
His hands would still be warm
They would steam in the cold air
I can still see him standing there
Thick hat and a winter coat
Wool scarf wrapped around his throat
My daddy had warm hands
And as I begin to age
I understand how things go their ways
Sometimes this world demands
A little more than warm hands
My daddy had warm hands
Strong and steady like a workin' man
Though they've grown much softer now
I guess time broke em down somehow
They can still fix everything
Right down to my broken heart
Even when they're out fixing cars
I know they won't let me fall apart
My daddy had warm hands
Rough and dirty like a workin' man
Changing tires in a blistering storm
His hands would still be warm
They would steam in the cold air
I can still see him standing there
Thick hat and a winter coat
Wool scarf wrapped around his throat
My daddy had warm hands