Janis Ian - His Hands Lyrics



His hands were made of lightning
His fingers were the wind
They reached into my heart
And let me love again
His touch was made for pleasure
So good it seemed a sin
Stroking my soul, keeping me whole
'Til I gave myself to him

His hands - they never hit me sober
His hands - they never marked my face
I would rather be blind than see him treat me that way
I would rather be deaf than hear that sound
Like a pistol cracking as the spirit breaks
And love comes tumbling down

He learned it from his father
And from his father's wife
He learned from the preacher
Who told her they were married for life
And if I'd had his children
They might have learned from me
I finally ran when I saw that his hands
Would sign that legacy

He said, "I've broken stallions
"I've broken mares too
"And given time, and the right frame of mind
"I swear I'll break you"

So come all you pretty women
Who think that you're too smart
And learn from one who loved a damaged heart
There are some things you can gamble
There are some things you can change
But you can't change a man with the law in his hand
It's like trying to drown the rain

His hands - they never hit me sober
His hands - they never marked my face
I would rather be blind than see him treat me that way
I would rather be deaf than hear that sound
Like a pistol cracking as the spirit breaks
And love comes tumbling down
Tumbling down
Tumbling down




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  1. altec.gs

    His hands were made of lightning
    His fingers were the wind
    They reached into my heart
    And let me love again

    His touch was made for pleasure
    So good it seemed a sin
    Stroking my soul, keeping me whole
    Till I gave myself to him

    His hands, they never hit me sober
    His hands, they never marked my face
    I would rather be blind
    Than see him treat me that way

    I would rather be deaf
    Than hear that sound like a pistol cracking
    As the spirit breaks
    And loves comes tumbling down

    He learned it from his father
    And from his father's wife
    He learned from the preacher
    Who told her they were married for life

    And if I'd had his children
    They might have learned from me
    I finally ran when I saw that his hands
    Would sign that legacy

    He said, "I've broken stallions
    I've broken mares too
    Given time, and the right frame of mind
    I swear, I'll break you"

    So, come on you pretty women
    Who think that you're too smart
    And learn from one who loved a damaged heart

    There are some things you can gamble
    There are some things you can change
    But you can't change a man with the law in his hand
    It's like trying to drown the rain

    His hands, would never hit me sober
    His hands, would never mark my face
    They would rather be blind
    Then to treat me that way

    They would rather be deaf
    Than to hear that sound like a pistol cracking
    As the spirit breaks
    And love comes tumblin' down
    Tumblin' down, tumblin' down

  2. Razvan Petrescu

    This is an unexpected and extremely beautiful blues-folk song from a great folk singer and composer, thank you!

  3. Dara Roberts

    Sing it, Janis!

    Dara

  4. Milanee มิลานี

    One of my favorite song.  The great Janis Ian.

  5. John LaStrada

    There's just something about Janis Ian that is marvelous the way Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Laura Nyro and Joni Mitchell were. Excellent.

  6. MyFutbol14

    Sadly, some men never learn to honor and appreciate women. Thanks for posting this song.