His hands    (video)

 

    C - G - D7 - G

 

            D                                                 G

1. His hands paint the flowers, he puts leaves in the trees,

                  D                                                      G

    at his whisper birds start singing when my heart needs melodies.

                  G                           G7                          C

    Why I strayed from all his goodness my poor mind can't understand,

                C7                      G                  D               G

    I'm to blame for my misfortune I lost hold of his hands.

 

                 D                                                          G

2. Those hands still give me mercy though I'm wrong as wrong can be,

                 A                     A7                D                          D7

    if they really gave me justice I'd be lost on homeless sea.

                     G7                                 C

    I've been lost in the shuffle, I've obeyed the wrong command,

                     C                   G           D                  G

    I'm going back to the chapel in search of his hands.

 

+  repeat verse 2         +  C - G

 

 

(orig. = capo 1st)    (Tennessee Ernie Ford)