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
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
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
"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
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
Other Lyrics by Artist
- Janis Ian - Welcome To Acousticville
- Janis Ian - No One Else Like You
- Janis Ian - Tenderness
- Janis Ian - Take No Prisoners
- Janis Ian - Ready For The War
- Janis Ian - Breaking Silence
- Janis Ian - Some People's Lives
- Janis Ian - This House
- Janis Ian - Through The Years
- Janis Ian - This Train Still Runs
- Janis Ian - Walking On Sacred Ground
- Janis Ian - His Hands
- Janis Ian - What About The Love
- Janis Ian - Davy
- Janis Ian - When The Silence Falls
- Janis Ian - Hunger
- Janis Ian - Searching For America
- Janis Ian - Getting Over You
Rand Lyrics
- Buck Owens - All I Want For Christmas Is My Daddy
- Buck Owens - Merry Christmas From Our House To Yours
- Buck Owens - Good Old Fashioned Country Christmas
- Buck Owens - One Of Everything You Got
- Buck Owens - Home On Christmas Day
- Buck Owens - A Very Merry Christmas
- Buck Owens - It's Not What You Give
- Buck Owens - Tomorrow Is Christmas Day
- Buck Owens - I've Got You On My Mind Again
Janis Ian His Hands Comments
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
This is an unexpected and extremely beautiful blues-folk song from a great folk singer and composer, thank you!
Sing it, Janis!
Dara
One of my favorite song. The great Janis Ian.
There's just something about Janis Ian that is marvelous the way Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Laura Nyro and Joni Mitchell were. Excellent.
Sadly, some men never learn to honor and appreciate women. Thanks for posting this song.