Lyrics

THESE HANDS

These hands don't do as they're told
They do things and take control 
These hands......ooh
Set a fire, commit a crime
They're on my body but they're not mine
These hands... ooh

They got a mind of their own
They made me do it
They got a mind of their own
These hands - they own me
I must have spaced out - that's the truth
God only knows I don't approve
They got a mind of their own
And I didn't do it, ooh

Seven hours in a church
Knees on pews until they hurt
ooh - until they hurt
These old hands - I raise them up
Surrender them up to the cross
These hands, oooh

They got a mind of their own
They made me do it
They got a mind of their own
These hands - they own me
I must have spaced out - that's the truth
God only knows I don't approve
They got a mind of their own
And I didn't know it, ooh

These fingers stained in blood  
These nails have been in mud
These knuckles broke some skin
But these wrists have not been bound

(c) 2021 Arlene Mordeno