I remember the day that he came in 

I can't believe how long it's been 

Like a poet, he began to play 

Just an old friend that hung with the band 

A drinkin' man he had no plan 

But he played the 'Bird... 

Played it for free 



'Cause I know he's here 

He's everywhere 

Take a look around oh and you will see 

That cross we bear 

It's in the air 

Lord we thank you for these gifted hands 



There are demons we live with every day 

That tear at our hearts and take us away 

To another place 

Some of us don't get back 

This song is for the hands of the workin' man 

Who believes in himself and he understands 

Love, hope, and faith are The Maker's plan 



'Cause I know he's here 

He's everywhere 

Take a look around oh and you will see 

That cross we bear 

It's in the air 

Lord we thank you for these gifted hands 



One day we'll all take that ride 

And with those gifted hands I know you'll fly