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

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

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

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

Grandma's hands, yeah, I'm talking, I'm talking 'bout my grandma,
Grandma's hands used to 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, don't you whip that
you wanna spank her for she didn't drop no apple-core"
But I have grandma anymore
If I get to Heaven I'll look for grandma's

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