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My daddy's hands held tens and two's while mom's were holding me
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And daddy's hands lost everything to a hand of kings and threes
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And daddy's hands they shook so bad that he turned to wine
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But mama's hands were strong and calm as they held on to mine

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Yes mama's hands held on to mine to guide me day and night
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And it took the sting of mama's hands to teach me wrong from right
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When times were bad and money's slim she'd fold her hands in fray
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Ands somehow she would make the food hold out another day

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Now mama's hands are cold with age they tremble as she prays
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But her voice is strong as she thanks God for the bygone days
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She looks at me and then she smiles she knows I understand
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That everything I am today I owe to mama's hands
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Everything I am today I owe to mama's hands