Luyện nghe bài hát Grandma's Hands

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

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

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

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

Grandma's hands, yeah, I'm talking, I'm talking 'bout my grandma,
Grandma's hands used to hand me a piece of
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 didn't 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, talking my grandma, oh yeah
I'm talking 'bout my grandma, I'm 'bout my grandma, yeah
Grandma, grandma, I'm 'bout my grandma