The Work Of Our Hands chords by Carrie Newcomer

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
F  C   G  Am   F  C   G  C

Verse:
      F              C   G              Am
Today while it rained, I washed the jars
       F           C        G             C
Then I lit a flame, set the water to start
           F              C            G            Am
And at the end of the day, lined up to cool and seal
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Twelve pints of spiced peach jam, twenty jars of dill beans canned
            F     C               G        Am
From an old recipe that my mother gave to me
                           F           C              G          Am
Because it's good to put a little bit by for when the late snows fly
                 F            C
All that love so neatly canned
       Em         Am   G/B   C
By the work of our tending hands

Instrumental:
F  C   G  Am   F  C   G  C

Verse:
              F                C    G      Am
laid hands on boards and bricks and loud machines
     F                C                G          C
With shovels and rakes, and buckets of soap, they clean
                   F              C            G              Am
And I believe that we should bless every shirt ironed and pressed
           F         C                                        G           C
Salute the crews out on the road, those who stock shelves and carry loads
                      F              C                 G         Am
Whisper thanks to the brooms and saws, dirty boots and coveralls
                       F            C                    G             Am
And bow my head to the waitress and nurse, tip my hat to farmer and clerk
                      F            C
All those saints with skillets and pans
        Em            Am   G/B             C
And the work of their hands, work of their hands

Instrumental:
F  C   G  Am   F  C   G  C

Bridge:
F               Em
Laid out on the counter
       Eb            Dm7    F
Pulled up out of hot water
                C         Eb           D7
The work of our hands, so faithful and true

Verse:
       F                C               G                Am
I make something barely there, music is little more than air
       F         C               G               C
So now every year, I'll put by tomatoes and pears
                  F           C       G                Am
Boil the lids and wipe the lip with a callused fingertip
                   F            C                    G               C
And I swear by the winter ground, we'll open one and pass the thing around
              F            C                 G          Am
Let the light catch the jar, amber gold as a falling star
               F        C                   G     Am
Its humble and physical, it's only love made visible
            F         C
Yeah, now I understand
              Em         Am G/B C
It's just the work of our hands___

Outro:
F  C   G  Am   F  C   G  C  x4