Grandma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning.
Grandma's hands played the 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 snaked there in that grass"

Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands sooth 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


Grandma's hands used to hand me a piece of candy.
Grandma's hands picked me up each time I fell.

Grandma's hands boy the 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.
I'll look for Grandma
Um mm mm.

Grandma's hands