Hard Hands

I got on my coat
And got on my hat
Can't walk out the door
When you look like that

Your hair hangin' free
That smile on your lips
That pretty dress sittin'
So high on your hips

Nothin' comes easy
To a workin' man
How can I touch you
With these hard, hard hands

I feel your heart beat
Like hummingbirds' wings
I fumble with buttons
I tangle with strings

I try to be gentle
Thoughtful and kind
But sometimes my body
Runs off with my mind

Nothin' comes easy
To a hard-workin' man
How can I please you
With these hard, hard hands

I've tried to make it up to you
Done all that I know how to do
I know it's never been enough
To give you diamonds in the rough

I woke up this morning
You lay cool and still
You smelled like the grass
At the top of the hill

I picked a flower
So fragile and fine
Sometimes I wonder
Why you'd ever be mine

Nothing comes easy
To a workin' man
How can I hold you
In these hard, hard hands