A finger hewn -- planted and sewn
Oh magic in her hands -- she could make anything grow
Magic in her hands -- she had green fingers
It's curious
Where animals don't go
Mandrake rooted deep into the soil
Where the sun won't fall -- but it flourishes
See the pretty maids -- all in a row
Magic in her hands -- she could make anything grow
Magic in her hands -- she had green fingers
It's reaching...
And groping -- a clammy handshake
Clawing the ivy
Crawling the tightrope -- along the lattice work
With this hand I thee wed
With this hand I thee bed
With this hand I
