Grandma's Hands

[Intro] Mmm-mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm-mmm [Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] Grandma's hands soothe the 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 loved that man Put yourself in Jesus' hands" Grandma's Hands [Verse 3] 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, "Mattie, don't you whip that boy What you want to 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 [Outro] Mmm-mmm-mmmmm