Putty (In Your Hands) (W/Yardbirds) Songtext
von Eric Clapton

J. Patton / K. Rogers)
You say hop and I′ll hop,
You say stop and I'll stop,
You say come and I come,
Oh anything you say I′m like a hunk of clay.

I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.

With one wave of your hand,
I'm your slave to command,
But I′m glad it′s OK,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.

I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.


You can stretch me until I'm ten feet tall,
Or cut me down to the size of a rubber ball.
You can use me, abuse me, but never remove me,
Without your love I ain′t nothing at all.
Oh well ah.

They say I'm a fool,
′Cos you treat me so cruel,
But I'll go on this way.
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.

I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Oh ah-ah.

You can stretch me until I′m ten feet tall,
or cut me down to the size of a rubber ball.
You can use me, abuse me, but never refuse me,
Without your love I ain't nothing at all.
Oh well ah.

They say I′m a fool,
'Cos you treat me so cruel,
But I′ll go on this way,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.

I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.


I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.

I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah