Lyrics

THE BACKSIDE OF HIS HAND

"DON'T LET ME CATCH YA SMOKIN"
GUESS HE COULD SMELL IT ON MY CLOTHES
OR MAYBE JUST A FUNNY FEELIN
SOMETHIN EVERY DADDY KNOWS
MY MOTHER NEVER HAD A CLUE TO HER I DONE NO BAD
I COULD FOOL SOME PEOPLE SOMETIME
BUTT I COULD NEVER FOOL MY DAD

TO GET CAUGHT WITH THAT CIGARETTE
WAS NOT WHAT I HAD PLANNED
MY FATHER REALLY NEW ME
LIKE THE BACKSIDE OF HIS HAND

THE FIRST AND ONLY TIME
I'VE EVER BEEN BEHIND THE BARS
ME AND MY BEST FRIEND GOT CAUGHT
WITH LIQUOR IN MY CAR
HE SAID SON I'D LOVE TO HELP YOU
AND THE GOOD LORD KNOWS I CARE
YOU CAN THINK OF WHAT YOU DONE TODAY
WHILE YOU SPEND THE NIGHT IN THERE
AS I SHIVERED ON THAT CONCRETE FLOOR
I BEGAN TO UNDERSTAND
MY FATHER REALLY KNEW ME
LIKE THE BACKSIDE OF HIS HAND

(BRIDGE)

I GUESS IT'S TRUE THE APPLE DON'T FALL TOO FAR FROM THE TREE
AND I PRAY THAT I CAN KNOW MY SON THE WAY MY DAD KNEW ME

IN THE SPRING OF 97 WHEN I PICKED UP THE PHONE
IT WAS THE CALL THAT I'D BEEN DREADIN
AND IT CUT ME TO THE BONE
AS I HUNG MY HEAD IN SORROW
AND I HIT MY KNEES IN FEAR
I FELT A HAND UPON MY SHOULDER
AND A WHISPER IN MY EAR

HE SAID I KNOW YOU'LL MISS YOUR FATHER SON
BUT IT'S ALL PART OF MY PLAN
AND I COULD TELL IT WAS MY FATHER
BY THE BACKSIDE OF HIS HAND
I COULD TELL IT WAS MY HEAVENLY FATHER
BY THE BACKSIDE OF HIS HAND


VOCALS - RAY BARNETTE
WRITER - HAYWARD A. FRANKS
PHONE - 256-566-2965