If there’s a song that feels like a warm embrace on a cold day, Mama’s Hands is it. This tender tribute captures the essence of a mother’s love—strong, unwavering, and comforting in ways words can barely describe. It’s one of those tracks that pulls at your heartstrings and makes you pause, reflecting on the quiet sacrifices and boundless care that define motherhood.
The song paints vivid pictures of hands that worked tirelessly, held firmly, and wiped away tears when life got hard. It’s not just about a mother’s physical labor but the emotional strength she pours into her family. From soothing lullabies to meals cooked with love, Mama’s Hands is a musical scrapbook of moments we often take for granted but hold dearly in hindsight.
What makes this song truly special is its universal resonance. Whether you grew up with a mama who never stopped bustling around the house or one whose simple touch made everything better, it’s impossible not to connect. The lyrics are like a heartfelt letter—a “thank you” for every invisible thread of love that mothers weave into the fabric of their children’s lives.
The melody mirrors the emotion of the lyrics—gentle and unhurried, like the steady rhythm of life a mother creates for her family. It invites you to close your eyes and feel gratitude for the hands that raised you, shaped you, and continue to hold you up, no matter where you are in life.
This song isn’t just a tribute; it’s a reminder. A reminder to say “thank you,” to hold your mama’s hands a little tighter, and to cherish every moment with her. Because as the song beautifully shows, a mother’s hands carry more than just the weight of daily life—they carry love, strength, and memories that last forever
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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