mmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmm
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 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 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
mmmmmmmmmmm
Artist: Bill Withers
Year: 1971
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 101