Luyện nghe bài hát GRANDMA’S HANDS

Grandma's hands, clapped in church on Sunday
Grandma's hands, played the so well
Grandma's hand used to out a warning

She'd say, "Baby, you run so fast
Might on a piece of glass, might be snakes there in my grass"

Grandma's hands, I'm talkin' 'bout my hands
Grandma's hands, the local unwed mother
My grandma's used to ache sometimes and swell

Grandma's hands used to her face
And tell her she'd say, "Baby, understands
But you really that man and put herself in Jesus' hands"

hands, yeah, I'm talking, I'm talking 'bout my grandma, yeah
Grandma's used to hand me a piece of candy
hands, picked me up each time I fell
Grandma's hands, boy, they really in handy

She'd say, "Nettie, you whip that girl
What you spank her for she didn't drop no apple-core"
But I don' grandma anymore
If I get to I'll look for grandma's hands

I'm talking 'bout my grandma, talking my grandma, oh yeah
I'm talking 'bout my grandma, I'm talking my grandma, yeah
Grandma, grandma, I'm talking 'bout my