Grandma’s Hands

Mmm-hmmm

Mmm-hmmm

Mmm-hmmm

Grandma's hands

Clapped in church on Sunday morning

Grandma's hands

Played a tambourine so well, oh

Grandma's hands

Used to issue out a warning

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

Might fall on a piece of glass

There just might be snakes in that grass"

Grandma's hands

Mmm-hmmm

Mmm-hmmm

Grandma's hands

Soothed a local unwed mother

Grandma's hands

Used to ache and sometimes swell

Grandma's hands

Used to grab her face and tell her

She like, "Baby, Grandma understand

That you really love that man

Put yourself in Jesus' hands"

Grandma's hands

Mmm-hmmm

Mmm-hmmm

Grandma's hands

Used to give me piece of candy

Grandma's hands

Picked me up each time I fell, oh

Grandma's hands

Boy, they really came in handy

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

What you wanna spank him for?

He didn't drop no apple core"

But I don't have Grandma's hands no more

If I get to Heaven, I'll look for

Grandma's hands

Mmm-hmmm

Hey, yeah