Lyrics Bloody Hands - The Jayhawks

Bloody Hands

Was a girl,
Such a pretty girl
Hunched over an old man
She wore a smile,
Such a crooked smile
She had bloodstains on her hands
She had bloodstains on her hands
Not so long
Not so far away
A women and her man
Took a walk,
Just a sunday walk
On the outskirts of town
And he knocked that women down
What the mind forgets the soul retains
All my loves in vain
Was a man,
Such a twisted man
He had something on his mind
She bore a child,
An unwanted child
So he swung her round and round
And the river took her down
Golden curls,
Like her mother’s own
The spirit of the man
All the while
Grew a single mind
To avenge her mother’s soul
To avenge her mother’s soul
All my loves in vain