Hard Workin’ Hands
by Dave Gunning/ Ron Hynes 
Genre: Folk/Acoustic
Lyrics
We built those boats down at the shipyard for 40 years or more
We only laid our hammers down when left for the war
Now these days I watch the night fall across a tired floor
Far too old for working anymore
Wake the same hour every morning to join the morning crew
We line up at the coffee shop to get the morning news
We still wear the same clothes, wear the same old shoes
Lookin’ back is all we ever do
An endless wire, that runs through these days
Deepens the lines that run across my face
But if you want to know the kind of man I am
Take a look at these hard workin’ hands
There’s a map that has hardened in my skin
Everywhere I go I take every place I’ve been
The lifeline is a highway through the towns of memories
Every scar has a story
An endless wire, that runs through these days
Deepens the lines that run down my face
But if you want to know the kind of man I am
Take a look at these hard workin’ hands
We built those boats down at the shipyard for 40 years or more
Took a break for the time we served in the war
Another evening at the legion with the TV’s evening news
Lookin’ back is all we ever do
An endless wire, that runs through these days
Deepens the lines that run through my face
But if you want to know the kind of man I am
Take a look at these hard workin’ hands
Take a look at these hard workin’ hands
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