Grandma S Hands lyrics

Mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm

Grandma`s hands clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma`s hands played a tambourine so well
Grandma`s hands used to issue out a warning
She`d say, `Billy don`t you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass`
Grandma`s hands

Grandma`s hands soothed a local love with mother
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
That you really loved that man
Put your faith in Jesus`s hands`
Grandma`s hands

Grandma`s hands used to hand me piece of candy
Grandma`s hands picked me up each time I fell
Grandma`s hands well, they really came in handy
She`d say, `Matti, don`t you hit that boy
What you wanna spank him for?
He didn`t drop no apple core`
But I don`t have Grandma anymore
When I get to Heaven I`ll look for
Grandma`s hands

Grandma`s hands
Grandma`s hands

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Wo-oh-wo-oh
Wo-oh-wo-oh

Waaaahh
Waaahhh
Waaahhh