Workin' With Your Hands

Workin' With Your Hands

When I was seventeen I found a tractor
Rustin' out behind a broke down barn
Someone went and put it out to pasture
But I knew I could make the old girl start

I put it on my old man's tandem trailer
And brought it down to Dicky Green's Garage
that's where I learned to rebuild carburetors
And learned to make a stubborn engine start

Chorus:
And though I never cracked a book in high school
I learned a few things from my old man
You'll always find the things you'll need to make due
You'll find 'em when you're workin' with your hands
"That's what my daddy taught me long ago"

I got her runnin' stronger than a Timex
I figured out the kind of paint she wore
I saved enough to buy the Goodyear tires
She wore when she was on the showroom floor

And then I parked it down beside the driveway
And you could see the old folks slowin' down
Starin' at the old girl by the highway
You'd think the Queen of England came to town

Chorus
Solo/Instrumental

Bridge:
"That's what my daddy taught me long ago
Son, you can make it work,
If you're a patient man
You can give it life
And find a way to make it go
It ain't the talent in the tools
The talent's in your own hands..."

I still regret the day I sold her
She went to a collector way out west
She turned too many heads for me to hold her
I still believe that work's my very best ...
"That's what my daddy taught me long ago"