Hug Ben Sands
I remember I wasn't m[G]uch olde[D]r than four [G]- maybe five, at the mos[G7]t[C]
the [Am]go-to-school mornings were [D]colder - no such thing as a [G]bus[G] [D]
our [G]mother'd be [D]searching for [G]schoolbags and combing our [G7]hair the wrong [C]way
As she [Am]buttered our toast and [D]buttoned our coats, here's what my mother would [G]say
Chorus
We [G]all need a [D]hug in the [G]morning and one at the [G7]end of the [C]day
And as [Am]many as possible [D]squeezed in between to keep life's troubles at [G]bay[D]
No [G]matter, wher[D]ever you [G]ramble, your problems be g[G7]reat or be sm[C]all
It [Am]is my belief - for i[D]nstant relief - a hug is the best cure of a[G]ll
I [G]met an old [D]exile in [G]Boston, who longed to go [G7]back home one d[C]ay
But he [Am]thought no-one there would be [D]carin?, for he?d been so long a[G]way [G] [D]
To s[G]top a tear d[D]rop in his cof[G]fee, he gave his old w[G7]hiskers a t[C]ug
And I k[Am]new that he?d give all he [D]needed to live
For a big welcome-home-again [G]hug
Chorus
We [G]all need a [D]hug in the [G]morning and one at the [G7]end of the [C]day
And as [Am]many as possible [D]squeezed in between to keep life's troubles at [G]bay[D]
No [G]matter, wher[D]ever you [G]ramble, your problems be g[G7]reat or be sm[C]all
It [Am]is my belief - for i[D]nstant relief - a hug is the best cure of a[G]ll
There?s a [G]doctor who [D]lives out in [G]China, a master of [G7]medical a[C]rts
They [Am]tell me that there is no f[D]iner in curing all defective p[G]arts [G] [D]
He s[G]ays that the [D]very best tr[G]eatment - the only t[G7]ruly safe d[C]rug
The [Am]only elixir that surely will f[D]ix you
Is a big warm, old-fashioned [G]hug
Chorus
We [G]all need a [D]hug in the [G]morning and one at the [G7]end of the [C]day
And as [Am]many as possible [D]squeezed in between to keep life's troubles at [G]bay[D]
No [G]matter, wher[D]ever you [G]ramble, your problems be g[G7]reat or be sm[C]all
It [Am]is my belief - for i[D]nstant relief - a hug is the best cure of a[G]ll
I [G]met an old [D]exile in [G]Boston, who longed to go [G7]back home one d[C]ay
And when [G]Adam was [D]cast from the [G]garden and feeling that [G7]life was unf[C]air
his [Am]temper was starting to ha[D]rden when Eve said ?I've nothing to [G]wear? [G] [D]
But [G]God in his m[D]ercy looked ki[G]ndly, He gave his wide sh[G7]oulders a sh[C]rug
I?ll [Am]give human kind a small p[D]iece of my mind
And so he created the [G]hug
Chorus
We [G]all need a [D]hug in the [G]morning and one at the [G7]end of the [C]day
And as [Am]many as possible [D]squeezed in between to keep life's troubles at [G]bay[D]
No [G]matter, wher[D]ever you [G]ramble, your problems be g[G7]reat or be sm[C]all
It [Am]is my belief - for i[D]nstant relief - a hug is the best cure of a[G]ll
I [G]met an old [D]exile in [G]Boston, who longed to go [G7]back home one d[C]ay
A l[G]etter can b[D]ring cons[G]olation, a phone call can [G7]brighten the n[C]ight
In the [Am]midst of great aggr[D]avation, they can put at least some things to r[G]ight [G] [D]
But [G]when your heart f[D]eels like it's br[G]eaking, your life slipping [G7]down past the p[C]lug
And you [Am]feel like a ghost, the thing you [D]want most
Is someone to give you a [G]hug
Chorus
We [G]all need a [D]hug in the [G]morning and one at the [G7]end of the [C]day
And as [Am]many as possible [D]squeezed in between to keep life's troubles at [G]bay[D]
No [G]matter, wher[D]ever you [G]ramble, your problems be g[G7]reat or be sm[C]all
It [Am]is my belief - for i[D]nstant relief - a hug is the best cure of a[G]ll
I [G]met an old [D]exile in [G]Boston, who longed to go [G7]back home one d[C]ay
A l[G]etter can b[D]ring cons[G]olation, a phone call can [G7]brighten the n[C]ight
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