Lyrics:

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 unwed mother

Grandma's hands

Used to ache sometimes and swell

Grandma's hands

Used to lift her face and tell her,

'Baby, Grandma understands

That you really love that man

Put yourself in Jesus 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

Boy, they really came in handy

She'd say, 'Matty don' you whip that boy

What you want to spank him for?

He didn' drop no apple core'

But I don't have Grandma anymore



If I get to Heaven I'll look for

Grandma's hands