Luyện nghe bài hát GRANDMA’S HANDS

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

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

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

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

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

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

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