"Hands Of Joseph" lyrics
"Hands Of Joseph"
When they looked at Joseph's hands
They said, they're the hands of a carpenter
They're big and they're powerful and they're strong
Oh, they're the hands that should work in wood
And they're the hands that should work a long day
Now, Joseph he did all those things, but he also learned how to play
He would sing about joy, sing about pain
That the people wished they had
How they heard the voice of Jesus
When the rolling sea got mad
He's a boat in the harbour, he's safe in that love
He knows some day he'll be sailing above
Now when they looked at Joseph's hands
They said, they're the hands of a stonemason
Well, they're big and they're powerful and they're strong
They're the hands that should work with stone
And they're the hands that should work a long day
Now, Joseph, he did all those things, but he also learned how to play
He would sing about joy, sing about pain
That the people wished they had
How they heard the voice of Jesus
When the rolling sea got mad
He's a boat in the harbour, he's safe in that love
He knows some day he'll be sailing above
When they looked at Joseph's hands
They said, they're the hands of a stonemason
Hes a musician and a mason-carpenter
And he's happy all the time
He's still working every day
And those old hands of Joseph, oh how you can play
He would sing about joy, sing about pain
That the people wished they had
How they heard the voice of Jesus
When the rolling sea got mad
He's a boat in the harbour, he's safe in that love
He knows some day he'll be sailing above
- AZLyrics
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- Ralph McTell Lyrics
album:
"Water Of Dreams" (1982)
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