dishpan hands Track

dishpan hands
careworn smooth
soft on my fevered brow
and when I held you
trembling at the end
then I thought I knew
how hard it was
how hard it was
for dishpan hands
to be still

dishpan hands
love made firm
cool on my heated heart
and when I felt you
in newborn holding fast
then I thought I knew
how true it is
how true it is
that dishpan hands
are never still

dishpan hands
with me still
strength in my feeble legs
and when I feel you
failing near the end
then I think I’ll know
how right it was
how right it was
that dishpan hands
should be
… still