"The Hand Song" lyrics

The boy only wanting to give mother something
And all of her roses had bloomed

Looking at him as he came rushing in
Knowing her roses were doomed

All she could see were some thorns buried deep
And tears that he cried as she tended his wounds

And she knew it was love, it was what she could understand
He was showing his love and that's how he hurt his hands

He still remembers that night as a child, on his mothers knee
She held him close and she opened her Bible, and quietly started to read

Then seeing a picture of Jesus, he cried out
"Mama he's got some scars just like me!"

And he knew it was love, it was what he could understand
He was showing his love, and that's how he hurt his hands

[Instrumental break]

Now the boy is grown and moved out on his own
When Uncle Sam comes along
A foreign affair, but our young men are there
And luck had his number drawn

It wasn't that long till our hero was gone, he gave to a friend what he learned from the cross

But they knew it was love, it was one they could understand
He was showing his love, and that's how he hurt his hands

It was one they could understand

He was showing his love, and that's how he hurt his hands