Grandma's hands clapped to church on Sunday mornings 
Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well 
Grandma's hands used to issue out a warning 
She say, "Kevin why you run so fast, 
Might fall on a piece of glass, 
Might be snakes there in that grass?" 
Grandma's hands, they keep on calling to me. 

Grandma's hands soothed the local unwed mothers 
Grandma's hands used to ache sometimes and swell 
Grandma's hands, lord they'd really come in handy 
What you want to whip him for? 
He didn't throw no apple core." 
Grandma's hands, they keep on calling to me. 

Grandma's hands soothed the local unwed mothers 
Grandma's hands used to ache sometimes and swell 
Grandma's hands, well they really came in handy 
She say, "Bobbie why you want to whip that boy? 
What you want to whip him for? 
He didn't throw no apple core." 
But I don't have grandma anymore 
When I get to heaven I'll look for grandma's hands.