Grandma S Hands lyrics

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