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Текст песни Hank Snow - His Hands

Hank Snow - His Hands слова песни




His hands paint the flowers he puts leaves on the treesAt his whisper birds start singing when my heart needs melodiesWhy I strayed from all his goodness my poor mind can`t understandI`m to blame for my misfortune I lost hold of his handsThose hands that gave me mercy when I`m wrong as wrong can beIf they really gave me justice I`d be lost on homeless seaI`ve been lost in the shuffle I`ve obeyed the wrong commandsI`m going back to the chapel in search of his hands[ ac.guitar ]Those hands that gave me mercy...

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