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