Daddys Hands

E
Another Thanksgiving on a rainy day
    A
The whole house smells like a big ashtray
   B                                     E
We maybe loud but that's our way we were family

E
Dusty pictures on the tv set
A
House filled with books we aint got to yet
B                                                    E
Brother wrecked Daddy's little red corvette and he's pissed

A                 B            E
Daddys hands just kept getting older
A                E             B
Reminding us how much we don't know
A                  B            E
Mammas nights just kept getting colder
        A              B             E
Come on daddy one more Christmas

E
My baby likes it when it's cold and gray
      A
She'd rather be out east than in L.A.
    B
She don't feel much like a palm tree today
    E
She likes it just where we're at

E
Spent the new years eve in the hospital bed
A
Daddy's sick but he's far from dead
     B
It's holidays like this you never forget
E
We'll all drink to that

A                 B            E
Daddys hands just kept getting older
A                E             B
Reminding us how much we don't know
A                  B            E
Mammas nights just kept getting colder
        A              B
Come on daddy one more Christmas
                     E
It aint your time to go

E   A   B   E

A                 B            E
Daddys hands just kept getting older
A                E             B
Reminding us how much we don't know
A                  B            E
Mammas nights just kept getting colder
        A              B
Come on daddy one more Christmas
A                  B            E
Mammas nights just kept getting colder
        A              B
Come on daddy one more Christmas
                     E
It aint your time to go