Strong Hands

Trevor Guthrie -Strong Hands
Ust woken up on foggie morning
To a clinging sound across the bay
Was a soldier on a rock
Washing his coffee cup
That was the last mistake
That soldier made
The fog lift high above the water
The soldier stood to look around
So I put my hands upon my rifle
And I shot that soldier man down
You can't tell from the
Lines on my face
My smile hides the tracks
My tears have made
For such good men he would be
Proude to know them then
When we had strong hands
Whoooo...
Ohooo I miss them
I flew my wings over ocean waves
On a rubar rung to sider sea
It was a thunderous blast
As smoke filled fast I thought
They finally got the best of me
You can't tell from
The lines on my face
My smile hides the tracks
My tears have made
For such good men he would be
Proude to know them then
When we had strong hands
Whoooo...
Ohooo I miss them
You can't tell from
The lines on my face
My smile hides the tracks
My tears have made
For such good men he would be
Proude to know them then
When we had strong hands
When we had strong hands
Whoo hooo I miss them