Lyrics

I feel like the hands of the Tin Woodsman
Caught out in the rain
Just like the hands of the Tin Woodsman
Wiping at tears again
They been wiping at tears again

My face is burned, my back is blistered
My arms too tired to row
All my life I been riding the waters
Of this endless sea of woe

Roped and chained, starved and beaten
Whipped and caned, bruised and bleedin'
Driven insane, beyond all reason
By the thirst and hunger and pain

And I feel like the hands of the Tin Woodsman
Caught out in the rain
Just like the hands of the Tin Woodsman
Wiping at tears again
They been wiping at tears again

So I sat right down and cried me a river
The river overflowed
Wiped out the towns and the crops and the villagers
That's what burned my soul

I've killed and maimed, robbed and thieved and
I've burned in flames, been cooked and eaten
I was born insane, beyond all reason
With a thirst and hunger and pain

And I feel like the hands of the Tin Woodsman
Caught out in the rain
Just like the hands of the Tin Woodsman
Wiping at tears again
They been wiping at tears again
Yeah, they're wiping at tears again