Gifted Hands

I remember the day that he came in

I can't believe how long it's been

Like a poet, he began to play

Just an old friend that hung with the band

A drinkin' man he had no plan

But he played the 'Bird...

Played it for free

'Cause I know he's here

He's everywhere

Take a look around oh and you will see

That cross we bear

It's in the air

Lord we thank you for these gifted hands

There are demons we live with every day

That tear at our hearts and take us away

To another place

Some of us don't get back

This song is for the hands of the workin' man

Who believes in himself and he understands

Love, hope, and faith are The Maker's plan

'Cause I know he's here

He's everywhere

Take a look around oh and you will see

That cross we bear

It's in the air

Lord we thank you for these gifted hands

One day we'll all take that ride

And with those gifted hands I know you'll fly