this hammer sure feels heavy this close to quittin time even though i m tired now soon i ll come alive wash my hands and change this shirt and head out down the road that takes me to the one i love waitin there at home and it s the sweetest place i ve ever been calloused hands love tender skin that s where the good times all begin calloused hands love tender skin she knows the world i work in can sometimes take its toll hands that work so hard all day need someone soft to hold she takes the perfume off the shelf and lets her hair hang low when i hit the door she s there to make sure that i know and it s the sweetest place it s the sweetest place 