Nick Andrew Staver - Working Hands Lyrics

Grandpa would rise every morning
Get out to the fields by dawn
Pioneers plow the earth and rain
Rock-a-bye the seed and all the life it brings
Rock-a-bye the life it brings
Rock-a-bye
Rock-a-bye
Rock-a-bye the life it brings

Daddy laid brick every summer
Hammering nails in the heat
Pioneers earn through skill and sweat
With two jobs, overtime and a honest days beat

Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hand work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed
Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hand work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed

I've come to learn the tireless ways
Of the pioneers and their song
The hand that guides the hammer the plow and the pen
Is the same pioneer of my own that I've become
Of my own that I've become
Of my own
Of my own
Of my own that I've become

Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hand work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed
Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hand work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed
Working hands do work
Working hands do bleed
Working hand work all day 'cause they got mouths to feed