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Introduction

You know, there’s something incredibly special about “Mama’s Hands.” Every time I listen to it, I’m flooded with memories of my own mother’s gentle touch and the warmth that only she could provide. The song beautifully captures those intimate moments—the way a simple gesture from a mother can make the world feel right again.

What really gets me is how the lyrics delve into the sacrifices and unconditional love that mothers pour into their children. It’s as if the artist tapped into the universal experience of maternal love, making it so easy for anyone to connect with the song on a deeply personal level. The melody wraps around you like a comforting hug, reminding you of home and the hands that helped shape who you are.

Have you ever had a song take you back to a specific moment in time? “Mama’s Hands” does that for me. It brings back images of sitting at the kitchen table, watching my mom prepare dinner, her hands moving with care and purpose. It’s a poignant reminder of the countless little things mothers do that often go unnoticed but mean the world to us.

I think that’s why this song resonates with so many people. It’s not just a tribute to one mother but an ode to all the mothers who’ve touched our lives in profound ways. Listening to it feels like a heartfelt thank you—a way to honor and appreciate the love and sacrifices that have shaped us

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Lyrics

My daddy’s hands held Three’s and Two’s while mom’s were holding me
And daddy’s hands lost everything to a hand of Kings and Three’s
And daddy’s hands they shook so bad that he turned to wine
But mama’s hands were strong and calm as they held on to mine

Yes mama’s hands held on to mine to guide me day and night
And it took the scheme of mama’s hands to teach me wrong from right
When times were bad and money’s slim she’d fold her hands in fray
Ands somehow she would make the food hold out another day

Now mama’s hands they tremble when she prays
But her voice is strong as she thanks God for the bygone days
She looks at me and then she smiles she knows I understand
That everything I am today I owe to mama’s hands
Everything I am today I owe to mama’s hands