Daddy's Hands
by Shooter Jennings, off the album Family Man
E
Another Thanksgiving on a rainy day
A
The whole house smells like a big ashtray
B E
We maybe loud but that's our way we were family
E
Dusty pictures on the tv set
A
House filled with books we aint got to yet
B E
Brother wrecked Daddy's little red corvette and he's pissed
A B E
Daddys hands just kept getting older
A E B
Reminding us how much we don't know
A B E
Mammas nights just kept getting colder
A B E
Come on daddy one more Christmas
E
My baby likes it when it's cold and gray
A
She'd rather be out east than in L.A.
B
She don't feel much like pump tree today
E
She likes it just where we're at
E
Spent the new years eve in the hospital bed
A
Daddy's sick but he's far from dead
B
It's holidays like this you never forget
E
We'll all drink to that
A B E
Daddys hands just kept getting older
A E B
Reminding us how much we don't know
A B E
Mammas nights just kept getting colder
A B
Come on daddy one more Christmas
E
It aint your time to go
E A B E
A B E
Daddys hands just kept getting older
A E B
Reminding us how much we don't know
A B E
Mammas nights just kept getting colder
A B
Come on daddy one more Christmas
A B E
Mammas nights just kept getting colder
A B
Come on daddy one more Christmas
E
It aint your time to go
