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Introduction
There’s something magical about the way George Jones can bring a story to life, and “Mama’s Hands” is one of those songs that strikes a chord deep in the heart. It’s more than just a country ballad; it’s a heartfelt tribute to the unwavering love of a mother. Jones, known for his ability to inject raw emotion into every note, captures the warmth, strength, and sacrifices that so many mothers offer without asking for anything in return.
When you listen to “Mama’s Hands,” you can almost feel the softness of those hands, the ones that dried tears, offered comfort, and supported through the hardest times. The song paints a vivid picture of what it means to be nurtured and loved by someone who has dedicated their life to caring for others. Whether you’ve experienced this love firsthand or it reminds you of a figure in your life who has always been there, the song will tug at your emotions.
What makes this song stand out is its simplicity. The melody is gentle, like a lullaby, which suits the theme perfectly. There’s no need for over-the-top production; the lyrics and Jones’ soulful delivery are enough to make this song unforgettable. It’s a reminder that some of life’s most beautiful moments are found in the quiet, everyday acts of love that often go unnoticed.
At its core, “Mama’s Hands” is about gratitude and reflection. It’s about realizing, maybe later than we should have, just how much those hands did for us. Jones doesn’t shy away from acknowledging that sometimes we take that love for granted, only to realize its depth once we’ve grown older.
This song isn’t just for country music fans; it’s for anyone who has ever been touched by a mother’s love. It brings to light the universal truth that no matter how much time passes, the memory of those tender hands and the love behind them stays with us forever.
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Lyrics
My daddy’s hands held Ten’s and Two’s while mom’s were holding me
And daddy’s hand lost everything to a hand of Kings and Three’s
Then 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 sting of mama’s hands to teach me wrong from right
When times were bad and money slim, she’d fold her hands and pray
And somehow she would make the food hold out another day
Now mama’s hands are cold with age, 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