Bill Withers - Grandma's Hands Lyrics

Grandma's hands clapped
In church on Sunday morning
Grandma's hands
Played a tambourine so well
Grandma's hands
Used to issue out a warning

She'd say, Billy
Don't you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
Might be snakes there in that grass
Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands
Soothed a local unwed mother
Grandma's hands
Used to ache sometimes and swell
Grandma's hands
Used to lift her face and tell her

She'd say
Baby, Grandma understands
That you really love that man
Put yourself in Jesus hands
Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands
Used to hand me piece of candy
Grandma's hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Grandma's hands
Boy, they really came in handy

She'd say
Matty, don't you whip that boy
What you wanna spank him for
He didn't drop no apple core
But I don't have Grandma anymore

If I get to Heaven
I'll look for Grandma's hands