(Music Starts)
♪ Hey, have you seen
♪ My bright striped mitten, swear I had it here
♪ a moment ago.
♪ it's blue and green, soft as a kitten,
♪ must've dropped it on the bus or in the snow.
♪ Where do all these mittens go?
♪ They're face down in the slush or stuck to a pole.
♪ If we could hear their cries,
♪ we'd realize that gloves need love and mittens need a home.
♪ A home.
♪ You need a mitt we got it.
♪ Plain, striped or polka-dotted.
♪ Store bought or knit by someone's Nan.
(♪ Oh, my Nanna knit another pair)
♪ Hands numb our hearts are number.
♪ Turn winter into summer.
♪ When we lend a helping hand.
♪ A hand.
♪ No matter what your stripe or colour be you woolen
♪ be you leather or mo-hair.
♪ Beautiful to one another,
♪ it can take all kinds of gloves to make a pair.
♪ They lie upon that cold, cold ground.
♪ They're calling out but they don't make a sound.
♪ But we can give a place to live,
♪ a home that's not a box of lost and found.
♪ The sound of everybody clapping now.
♪ You need a mitt we got it.
♪ Plain, striped or polka -dotted.
♪ Store bought or knit by someone's nan.
(♪ Let me see your mitts in the air)
♪ Hands numb our hearts are number.
♪ Turn winter into summer,
♪ when we lend a helping hand.
(♪ Now everybody modulate)
♪ You need a glove, don't buy it.
♪ This one's for you, just try it.
♪ It got run over by a van. (♪ Driven by a Nan)
♪ Any size or colour.
♪ Every sister, every brother.
♪ Reach out and lend a helping hand
♪ 'Cause we can (We've all got hands) ♪
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