Luyện nghe bài hát GRANDMA’S HANDS

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

say, "Baby, don't you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass, might be there in my grass"

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

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

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

She'd say, "Nettie, you whip that girl
What you wanna spank her for she drop no apple-core"
But I don' have grandma
If I get to Heaven I'll look for grandma's

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