Carrie Newcomer - The Work of Our Hands lyrics

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(Verse)

Tooked it a while to rain, I washed the jars

In that little place set the water to stall

And at the end of the day line up the cool of the sea

12 pints of spiced peach jam, 20 jars of dew beans can

From an old recipe, that my mother gave to me

Because it's good to put a little bit by

For when the late snows fly

All that love so neatly kept

By the work of our hands

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(Verse 2)

Lay hands on boards and breads and the loud machines

With shovels and rakes, and buckets of soup they clean

And I believe that we should bless every shirt ironed and pressed

So let the cruise out on the roads, those who stock shells and carry load

Whisper thanks to the ? and salts, dirty boots and cover alls(?)

And bow my head to the waitress and nurse

Took my hat to bummering clerk

All those saints with skeleton hands and the work of their hands

Work of their hands

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(Verse 3)

Layed out on the counter, pull up out of ? water

The work of our hands so faithful and true

I make something barely there, music is a little more than bare(?)

So now every year I puck back tomatoes in pairs

Boil the lids and wipe the lit with the callous fingertips

And I swear by the winter ground I'll open one and pass the thing around

Let the light catch the jar, and recoil like a humble star

It's humble and physical, it's only love made visible

Hell, now I understand, it's just the work of our hands

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