Grandma's Hands (feat. Ben l'Oncle Soul)

Grandma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning

Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well

Grandma's hands used to issue out a warning

She'd say, "Gregory, don't you run so fast

Might fall on a piece of glass

Might be snakes there in that grass"

Grandma's hands

Now listen

Grandma's hands sooth the local unwed 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 yourself in Jesus' hands"

Grandma's hands

Grandma (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Grandma's hands used to hand me piece of candy

Grandma's hands picked me up each time I fell

Grandma's hands, boy, they really came in handy

She'd say, "Oh, Mattie, don't you whip that boy

What you want to spank him for?

He didn't drop no apple core"

But I don't have Grandma anymore

If I get to Heaven, I'll look for

Grandma's hands (Yeah, yeah)

Oh, I miss you, Grandma

I miss you so much, oh, yeah (Grandma)

Grandma, Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands

Grandma, Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands

Grandma, Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands

Grandma, Grandma, Grandma, Grandma

Grandma, Grandma, Grandma, Grandma

Grandma, Grandma, Grandma, Grandma

Grandma, Grandma, Grandma, Grandma

I'm calling your name

Calling your name

Grandma

Grandma's hands