Luyện nghe bài hát Grandma's Hands

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 of glass, might be snakes there in my grass"

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

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

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

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

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 talking my grandma