Grandma's Hands

Grandmas Hands
Grandmas hands
Clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandmas hands
Played the tambourine so well
Grandmas hands
Grandmas hand used to issue out a warning
And shed say
Baby, dont you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in my grass
Grandmas hands
Im talkin bout my grandmas hands
Soothed the local unwed mother
My grandmas hands
Used to ache sometimes and swell
Grandmas hands
Used to lift her face
And tell her shed say
Baby, grandma understands
But you really loved that man
And put herself in Jesus hands
Grandmas hands
Yeah. . .
Im talking... Im talking
Bout my grandma, ah yeah!
Grandmas hands
Used to hand me a piece of candy
Ah Grandmas hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Grandmas hands
Boy, they really came in handy
Shed say
Nettie, dont you whip that girl
What you wanna spank her for
She didnt drop no apple core
But I don have grandma anymore
If I get to heaven Ill look for
Grandmas hands
Im talking bout my grandma
Talking bout my grandma
Oho...yeah...
Im talking bout my grandma...