BOTH HANDS TIED

Sitting with my both hands tied, Sitting with my both hands tied,
Sitting with my both hands tied, for another year
Waiting for my time to come

My little boy lives across the sea, My little boy lives across the sea,
My little boy lives across the sea, where the cold wind blows
Waiting for springtime to come

Sitting with my both hands tied, Sitting with my both hands tied,
Sitting with my both hands tied, for another year
Waiting for my time to come

The little girls sitting down by the hill, The little girls sitting down by the hill,
The little girls sitting down by the hill, in the city lights
Waiting for their brother to come home

Sitting with my both hands tied, Sitting with my both hands tied,
Sitting with my both hands tied, for another year
Waiting for my time to come

I’m detained by time and circumstance, I’m detained by time and circumstance,
I’m detained by time and circumstance, for another year
Waiting for time to pass by