Grandma's Hands Lyrics & Chords By Meg Mac

Grandma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning,
Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well,
Oh, grandma's hands used to issue out a warning,
And she'd say 'Billy, don't you run so fast, you might fall on a piece of glass,
There might be snakes there in that grass,'
Grandma's hands.
Ooooo-aaah
Grandma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning,
Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well
Oh, grandma's hands used to issue out a warning,
And she'd say 'Billy, don't you run so fast, you might fall on a piece of glass,
There might be snakes there in that grass,'
Grandma's hands.
Ooooo-aaah
Grandma's hands sued the local and with mother (??),
Grandma's hands used to ache sometimes and swell
Oh, Grandma's hands used to lift her face and tell her
And she'd say 'Oh, baby grandma understands that you really loved that man,
Put yourself in Jesus hands'
Grandma's hands.
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Ooooo-aaah
Grandma's hands used to hand me piece of candy,
Grandma's hands pick me up each time I fell,
Oh, Grandma's hands boy they really come in handy,
She'd say 'Billy don't you whip that boy, what you wanna spank him for?
He didn't drop no apricot'
but I don't have grandma anymore.
If they get to heaven, I look for (??),
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands