Lyrics Healing Hands - 42 North

There's a man that appears quite small
Back is twisted he was one-six feet tall
He's in need of some healing hands
Know a drummer lady, his best chance

Healing hands, a gift from above
Sure he's got them, not how they look
Oh, she's got those healing hands

Man, I know he has a rare disease
Beaten by a bug and he's feelin' at ease
He found the woman to provide the cure
It's the drummer lady, honey, to be sure

Healing hands, a gift from above
Sure he's got them, not how they look
Oh, she's got those healing hands
Oh, she's got those healing hands

One fine morning, he spills the beans
To the woman in his dreams
She smiled politely, she said she didn't know
She had her mittens but he just heard "No"

Hmm-hmm, where are those healing hands?

Drummer lady whispered, "Namaste"
Honor the divine nature of us everyday
Her love each you'll appreciate
Still hopin' some day she'll cooperate

Healing hands, a gift from above
Sure he's got them, not how they look
Oh, she's got those healing hands

Oh-oh, she's got those healing, healing, healing hands