Lyric He Can t Talk Without His Hands

(Giselle Brohman/Jason Barry)

There s a little two-room house just outside of town
With a little picket fence and the blinds pulled down
A wife with two young kids
She sees them off to bed
As she waits for her husband to come home

Lately she s been doing a lot of thinking
About the arguments and why she s hurting
Is it worth the extra mile
To hang on for a little while
When she s had all the heartache she can stand
And her mama s words still echo in her head

Girl, he can t talk without his hands
What s made you stay this long I don t understand
If you leave now you might still have a chance
Cause girl, he can t talk without his hands

There s a little two-room house just a few miles down
The little girl s grown up and she s married now
Tears on a window pane
With a baby on the way
As she waits for her husband to come home

She calls her mama up on the telephone
She says it s getting dark and I m all alone
Can we talk for a little while
Mama says what s the matter child
But she knows that her baby s been misled
And her mama s words still echo in her head

She said, girl, he can t talk without his hands
What s made you stay this long I don t understand
If you leave now you might still have a chance
Cause girl, he can t talk without his hands