This is from a generous (3:30) sound sample, but it doesn't seem to be the whole song.

Transcribed from the sound file at Ben Sands' MySpace page:

HUG
Ben Sands

1. I remember I wasn't much older than four, maybe five at the most.
The go-to-school mornings were colder, and no such thing as a bus.
Our mother'd be searching for schoolbags, and combing our hair the wrong way.
As she buttered our toast, buttoned our coats, here's what my mother would say:

CHORUS: We all need a hug in the morning, and one at the end of the day,
As many as possible squeezed in between, to keep life's troubles at bay.
No matter wherever you ramble, your problems be great or be small,
It is my belief, for instant relief, a hug is the best cure of all.

2. I met an old exile in Boston who longed to go back home one day,
But he thought no one there would be caring, for he'd been so long away
To stop a tear drop in his coffee, he gave his old whiskers a tug,
And I knew that he'd give all he needed to live for a big welcome-home-again hug.

3. There's a doctor who lives out in China, a master of medical arts.
They tell me that there is no finer in curing all defective parts.
He says that the very best treatment, the only truly safe drug,
The only elixir that surely will fix ya is a big warm old-fashioned hug.

4. And when Adam was cast from the garden, and feeling that life was unfair,
His temper was starting to harden, …