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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=90606" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hand Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=90606" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The boy only wanting to give mother something,<br>And all of her roses had bloomed.<br>Looking at him as he came rushing in,<br>without knowing her roses were doomed.<br>All she could see were some thorns buried deep,<br>And tears that he cried as she tended his wounds.<br>And she knew it was love, it was what she could understand.<br>He was showing his love and that's how he hurt his hands.<br>He still remembers that night as a child, on his mothers knee.<br>She held him close and she opened her Bible, and quietly started to read.<br>Then seeing a picture of Jesus, he cried out:<br>"Mama he's got some scars just like me!"<br>And he knew it was love, it was what he could understand.<br>He was showing his love, and that's how he hurt his hands.<br>[instrumental break]<br>Now the boy is grown and moved out on his own.<br>When Uncle Sam comes along.<br>A foreign affair, but our young men are there.<br>And luck had his number drawn.<br>It wasn't that long till our hero was gone, he gave to a friend what he learned from the cross.<br>But they knew it was love, it one they could understand.<br>He was showing his love, and that's how he hurt his hands.<br>It was one they could understand.<br>He was showing his love, and that's how he hurt his hands.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Nickel+Creek">Nickel Creek</a> - <i><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/" target=_blank>more quotes...</a></i></div>