Will Downing

Will Downing - Grandma's Hands lyrics

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Aha, aha, aha, aha, aha, yeah yeah yeah 

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 snakes there 
in that grass" 
Grandma's hands 

Ooh, grandma 

Grandma's hands, soothed the local unwed mothers 
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 

Ooh, take it up 
Ohh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Grandma's hands, picked me up each time I fell, ohh 
Grandma's hands, boy, they really came in handy 

She'd say, "Matty, don' 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 my grandma, my 
grandma, huh 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
I really miss you [Incomprehensible], really miss you 
[Incomprehensible] 
Makes me wanna mourn sometimes 

Ooh, grandma, yeah yeah yeah 
Real special lady, she was 

She used to pick me up when I was down 
She changed my whole life around 
And I missed my, missed my grandma, my grandma, my 
grandma's hands 
And I missed my grandma, my grandma, my grandma's hands

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