Grandma's Hands Lyrics

Grandma's hands clapped in the church on Sunday morning
Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well
Grandma's hands used to issue a warning
She'd say
"Billy
Don't run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be six there in that grass!"
Grandma's hands

grandma's hands soothe the look of a mother
grandma's hands used to ache sometimes and swell
Oh Grandmas' hands used to life her face into the sheets
Say
"baby, grandma understand
That you really love that man
Put yourself in Jesus' hands"
Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands used to hand me pieces of candy
Grandma's hands used to pick me up each time I fell
Grandma's hands really came in handy
She'd say
"Baby, don't you whip that boy
What you gonna spank him for?
he didn't drop no apple core"
But I don't have Grandma any more
If I get to heaven I'll look for
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands