Kortenaken (Dutch pronunciation: [ˈkɔrtənaːkə(n)]) is a municipality located in the Belgian province of Flemish Brabant. The municipality comprises the towns of Hoeleden, Kersbeek-Miskom, Kortenaken proper, Ransberg and Waanrode. On January 1, 2014, Kortenaken had a total population of 7,881. The total area is 49.06 km² which gives a population density of 160,63 inhabitants per km².
Every year in august there is a three day festival in Kortenaken, named Boerenrock, with electro music on friday, rock music and a party on saturday, and on sunday music aimed at children and their parents.
I remember Daddy's hands, folded silently in prayer
And reaching out to hold me, when I had a nightmare
You could read quite a story, in the callouses and lines
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind
I remember Daddy's hands, how they held my Mama tight
And patted my back, for something done right
There are things that I've forgotten, that I loved about the man
But I'll always remember the love in Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands, were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand
There was always love in Daddy's hands
I remember Daddy's hands, working 'til they bled
Sacrificed unselfishly, just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over, I'd live my life again
And never take for granted the love in Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands, were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand
There was always love in Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands, were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands, weren't always gentle
But I've come to understand
There was always love